at the ivanhoe pub
john alan douglas
sleazy westcoast bar
misnamed, no honor
or chivalry there
en route from sweaty pool tables
to vomitose mens can
next to unspeakable
womens can
see lisette sitting there
with politically correct
cronie
“I thought about you today
lisette admits as the pinched
face of her cronie implodes
folds right back into itself
in mean spirited disapproval
and shock
and lisette then my ex-wife
ex-love of life then asks
me to sit down there
in sleazy scummy westcoast bar
amid growing hate and fear
from her friends as they
come to the table one by one
to witness first PC hand
th einvincible power
of love and devotion and love
over fear hate gang-mentality
and sleazy westcoast dust