And I find myself
in the dimly lit,
cozy confines
of McGlinchey’s
and I’m enjoying
a Sly Fox Pils
and wondering
just how I landed
in this spot
well, how did I get here?
Exactly,
I find myself intoning
David Byrne’s words
The bartender is rather cute
wearing nice cut off shorts
and the Talking Heads refrain
seems apropos
“This is not my beautiful wife”
although it comforts me
to recognize
I have at least one less thing
to worry about losing