"Last call"
thru the eyes of time
the loneliness becomes apparent
bartender, washing with a dirty white towel
curling smoke rides thru the waves of loser rock
one more beer, one more night, one more soul
hands wave to order the last drink of an
hopefully forgettable night.
Naive youth stumble in drunkin lust
calling it "cool"
soon they too will be looking
thru time's last call;
last call to get more numb
last call to stoke the delusions
last call to feed the monkey.
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