and i talked
and talked
and talked;
i couldn’t stop,
lest everyone see
how incompetent
i felt myself to be,
covering it over
in misdirection
and subterfuge,
hoping to fool all of you.

But I really should be going now.
And as much as I’d like to stay
And have another cup
(It was a very rich blend)
At present,
I think we’ve exhausted our pleasantries
And it appears the receptions
Were much less hearty than we first perceived.
Which, I suppose,
Is all the more reason to depart.
Here’s my contact information,
But don’t feel obligated
As it’s only social etiquette and niceties.
Until, at least, the occasion
Is at once a vaguest of recollections
We’ll bump into each other
Declaring with zestful exuberance
That it’s been too long
And hey, would you like to meet for coffee?
I know a great place on Front Street.
To with boisterous affirmation
We’ll say absolutely!
And see you on Thursday.

Feel free to enlighten me
while burning all the worry
from my forearms with a
metal stick and just a couple
heavy disks. I’ve
got all day to listen
while you ramble
over the sound of
me and all this pumping iron
not giving a good god damn.

Satisfaction,
beyond your
apprehension.