IT'S MORE REAL TO SHOW IT THAN TO WRITE IT
In a bar a man takes a dive onto the floor as he tries to get off his barstool and stand up. Everyone in the bar looks at him.
They think, this is the true definition of a dive bar. They think, this man needs to get a hold of himself. Pull it together. Get the fuck out.
Get a life. Get a job. Sober up and pull it together. Pull it out of a fucking hat if he has to, just pull it together.
He remembers how to get up and does so. He looks around and sees them looking at him, sees them looking at him. This would be fine if this was a movie, he says to them.
This would be fine. This would be fine if this was a movie.
After he's exited, the people look each other not in the eye. Laughing but forcing it. Biting their lips. Tapping fingers on tabletops.
Commenting on other things, anything. The music on the jukebox, the strength of their mix drinks, the weather tonight.
One younger guy at a tall table near the door says to the girl he's with, nervous --That guy's probably a writer.
You know, because he's frustrated. He probably wants to show it. It's more real to show it than to write it.
The girl wishes she didn't have to drink at dumps like this because of her shitty fake ID.
:: More from THE ANCIENT BOOK OF HIP ::
*Excerpted poem from THE ANCIENT BOOK OF HIP with permission from author & Fourteen Hills Press