observable universe
what did i observe in the bar. against the wooden countertop of mixers, a bouqet of young women, gladiolas grandly lounging in a loose vase. lined up behind them, watching the game from a feigned indifference, a tall grassy edging of men, bedraggled and bonnie both, dried stalks and sweet juicy stems leaning into the radiance and moisture of the heady flowers shaded by the tv screens, helpfully playing football, a manly sport, while three dart boards reminded me of you trying to show me how to play, struggling to keep the game from being over too soon, so you can watch my long depilitated legs bend at the knee to retrieve the darts in my short skirt, no jacket, forget the 90s they're so last century oops but at this bar...
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