WE LAUGH TOGETHER

That rendezvous drinking hole,
where the smoke is thick,
the air is dank and the light is low,
we gather like tired dying moths hiding from the cold.

''Musau got fired yesterday,''
Jackson retorts.''He has to run away from his crazy wife now.''
We nod,faces hunched over in subjugation.
A good day to have a drink.

The cycle continues as the beer wagons run up and down,
we drink the sorrows,
we drown the pain,
The midnight calls as we all stagger back to our personal hells.

''Hey bro,i have to tell you something,''
my friend beckons as the busty woman lays down our brews.
''I believe we survived another grueling day you shit,''he grins,
and we laugh together.

kyalo.

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