I go to tend to my business at the bar
And the kid is out there, averting my eye contact,
Which oddly is sort of like living in the moment.
On his body is an Arizona State hoodie.
He’s relating a story of waking up without his tailgate
On his truck
To a friend
And laughing…
I figure he’s from Arizona and
Feel sorry for him that he’s stuck in the Midwest.
Talking to him later I find he’s from Warsaw, Indiana
But lining up work out in Utah…
I say I think Utah would be a good place to live
And that I bet the people are friendly
And he fully agrees, eyes narrowing and
Head shaking when I bring up the topic of
Ever going home and, nursing his third
Double vodka and Sprite, he is
Laughing all around the world.