GUILT FREE ENVIRONMENT

I always dig the old bars
paint peeling;

names etched on the stools;

floors chipped over time

and time,

we never have enough   

and yet

there’s always time to kill

I can while away minutes

and then hours

softly sipping or chugging

the bath

 room wall

will alert me who to call

for a real good time

but I’ll avoid contact

a dreary afternoon

suddenly

a dreary evening

time I didn’t have to waste

deftly killed off

in a guilt free environment

https://www.postpoems.org/authors/georgeschaefer/poem/1096870

Published by fuchebuyahoocom

poet, philosopher and comic. Philadelphia born but suburban bred.

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