Don’t Go
there's no understanding in the bars like the same bars in all the towns where the tellers at the bank next door used to go for lunch but are told now "don't go there anymore cause it's got a bad reputation." the same bars where the football coach used to cool off after the games but don't anymore cause it's not a good look for the team or the school don't go there to linger among the drifters those who in their own ways of losing haven't found enough traction either don't go there in search in hope of something that still eludes since nobody including you neither here nor there nor anywhere seems to have any real traction don't go to that bar looking for something where nothing's to be found don't go there hoping for anything cause all you'll do is leave drunk stinking of cigarettes and still empty there's a hope i suppose of common desperation begetting understanding i suppose everyone's desperation is unique too deep too complicated to grasp even by ourselves everyone's desperation needs longings too tangled to articulate to ourselves let alone be understood by anyone else don't go there cause in lieu of too little understanding and too much misunderstanding you'll exchange some laughs some drinks some cigarettes a little but never enough hope some minor wins some major defeats in understanding's absence but you'll never find what you need
mrobins71 