Local bar with one man band

we are upstairs drinking

attempting conversation

over butchered Jimmy Buffett

he has his mike setup on a rail

positioned right by his mouth

and walks around downstairs serenading drunks

while grandma dollars go into his tight leathers

he decides to come upstairs

singing to people who awkwardly squeeze by

trying to get down the stairs

he comes over to M and I

passion and happiness on his face

smiling as M sits up

then frowning with a defeated nod

as M burps into the mike

and it echoes throughout the bar

to total silence.