In the Tip Jar
Dear Bartender:
Please do not let my lack of dimes
jangling in your jar
add up to anything more than my inability
to abandon my money.
The beer you pour is always chilled
heads never foamy
and I return for your buttered rum smile.
But poetry writing and gazing at men half my age
still does not pay.
Please instead, accept these small words
as my […]
