things are getting sad around here

the one tune I knew
about spending your money
was cut short
when you ran out of money

listening to alan jackson
and garth brooks

drinking

very, very cheap whiskey
knowing that if we were listening
to garth brooks and alan jackson
and fiddles and lap steel guitar

and turning down bartenders

we were already too far gone

too fucked off the jukebox

to think about mornings

no longer playing possum
but becoming a possum
instead.

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