Last Call (Interlude) - The Bunny The Bear

in my city,

the bars stay open til 4 AM

It makes for real

tired people

You see the bags under their eyes

But you should see what their hearts lug around

I guess you’re here in there

All the lines in the bathroom

Reeks of cigarettes

Everyone here is looking for something

But it doesn’t matter where you find it

We can fill our nose, our lungs, and livers

With bodies, and bottles, and

We’re still winning

Over jokes and stolen kisses

Maybe it’s just me, I can only see

My reflection in these bar-lit smirks

And un-engaged conversations

lover