The plastic rat tacked to the wall
The crystals hanging from the door hinge.
The people stepping outside in lawful smoking compliance.
The jaded bartenders ignoring your drink request.

The aftermath of a great show.
Musicians past their prime but still magical.
Low ceilings and laughter and Halloween lights.
Done by 9:30, Metamucil time.

Jamming,
Playing now with four guitars
When one
Rick Nielson
Was previously sufficient.

Big fish in a small pond still
Believing themselves
To be Rock
Gods.