Konch Magazine - Bar Hopping by Valerie Deus

Bar Hopping by Anonymous

I sit right there at the bar sipping my drink and wait
wait for you to meet me at the bar then to the movies

where we will lay out and stretch ourselves out in celluloid 
and our waist will buckle under the corn and brown sugar water

walk home and talk about our days his filled with customers 
who wouldn’t consume bruised frozen corn or the tomatoes you touched

the milk goes bad and chickens won’t egg and 
my friend tells me dangling-participles are what old men do to girls in the park 
my time 
filled with dreams of students freebasing comma splices and mainlining fragments 
the rest O.D. on run-ons 
They smile but doesn’t help