Blues

a guy on the phone
outside a bar i was in
he was relentlessly pleading
obviously to a girl
the barkeep and me were convinced

he walked in athirst
with tears in his eyes
“a double please”
and on the far end
a voice drumming the dead-end
our guy had reached

he bolted down the glass empty
fade out, fade in…
phone landed near the toilet door
and a lover at my feet

i rushed for the phone, gave my ear a check
“hello hello, what was that?” She bellowed
a familiar voice, i kinda felt

“gimme the phone”
the die-hard lover was back on his feet
“it’s still on” i asserted with a smile
the barkeep too smiled
he’s my friend
and i’m a gentleman
you know that

he grabbed the phone
“i blacked out”
she disconnected