In the women's room
Of the bar
This Karen at the stall
Groggy, "Hurry it up," I say
Karen walks out
Slow motion I can see
Another weathered face
Looking back at me
Next night, the same thing
She seems to know
The hours I need to go
Always there before me
That evening in the cafeteria
Chicken soup is still
Cold and sticky
How long in the microwave?
Doesn't matter
Twisting cowhide gloves
The bowl spins
A reminder of the mechanic bull
At Susie's grill
This bothers me
It takes 8 months to realize
I've been trying everything
But beer to forget that girl
I ask the maid 2 questions
Where's the pool table?
Where's the beer?
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Elsie Flores-Jimenez
Healing Through Poetry
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