Roll on

Take the heavy head
the tired eyes
the last minute requsts
and roll on.

Last night hurts like hell
especially this part:
"We don't drink together anymore,
why don't we? etc etc"

I told him he'd adopted
too many of his companions'
quirky traits,
that and the bullshit
about smoking.
All that shite just to live longer
and look good without a top on.

I'm bitter today
and I like sitting at the bar
without being bothered
especially about the here and now