honey please,
I came here to listen to jazz and
not to talk to you
there wasn't another seat
available
so I had to sit next to you
and your friend.
forgive me,
but my martini was extra
dirty and the double olives tasted
better than the cranberry vodka you were enjoying.
after you left,
I finished your friend's
drink and your drink too
for
that matter.
I could tell you from from UCSD,
Congratulations.
is this the first time you've ever listened to Jazz?
so many blank faces, I wonder why they are even here at all.
I don't claim to be the elite or the all knowing,
in fact
I know very little if anything at all
but I do know that the song they were playing was Caravan
after the 2nd measure and
that it was written by Duke Ellington and Juan Tizol
in the end I had three empty seats,
a candle,
a table,
2 martinis,
and one hell of a drive back
home
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
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