Modeled off of "German Bar" by Charles Bukowski

I had spilled my morning coffee

somebody had boxed my car in on Cold Spring Lane

I could feel the deterioration of our friendship

and my dad was

sick. I went home to lay

down feeling defeated

but then you sent me that text

though you weren't present I could feel your spit on my face

as you spoke in swears

berating me.

everything goes to shit all at once,

you know. I apologized

and broke down.

nobody knows the power of their words.

I now realize it wasn't me--you just hated yourself.

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I had lost the last race big

somebody had stolen my coat

I could feel the flu coming on

and my tires were

low. I went in to get a

beer at the German bar

but the waitress was having a fit

her heart strangled by disappointment

grief and loss.

women get troubled all at once,

you know. I left a tip

and got out.

nobody wins.

ask Caesar.