augury doggerel

Sunday, January 19, 2003

Boys� Night Out

Just me and the bartender and, in a corner, a gay couple, one of whom sings along to radio pop: "no, I can�t stop lovin� you." I have met one of them before. A year ago, when he was drunk and sad and moon-eyed and confessional and would not let me alone to read, I told him to say the hell with everything, to go to Warsaw and get his man. Sure, it sounds as if I was being the champion of love, but I was thinking, go to Warsaw tonight. Now. So here they are, and good for them, but he�s crooning �words are very unnecessary� while I drink a fourth damned tea and try to think straight.


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