10. An Afternoon with Friends

Meeting is advantageous
Should you be courageous
And let loose
For a moment or two
The publican heralds fine produce
That shall drag you to the devil
Yet the older ones
All resume play at the bar
Whilst you laugh and mock
From your table
From afar.

We agreed that would be the place...
I fell out of my face
You supped on the singular drink,
Whilst I had two by two.
The conversation continued, however
I were but dour.
I tried my best to disrepent
But alas, it was not to be...

I misrepresented myself
Seemingly suffering from self
disillusion...
I tried to say what I wanted
Yet all I could do was mock
my addiction; shockingly
You still amused me
I sat back, immune.
Listening to all you had to say.
I was impressed
I barely walk that way.

We agreed that would be the place...
I fell out of my face
You supped on the singular drink,
Whilst I had two by two.
The conversation continued, however
I were but dour.
I tried my best to disrepent
But alas, it was not to be...

The end of the hour.
I felt somewhat sour.
Misread the situation.
Disillusions of procreation abound.
You made little sound.
Stood and stared.
Revelled in my cigarette case.
I felt you couldn't last the pace.
Yet I'd perhaps still see you again.
It was quite bizarre,
My afternoon with your friends.