nervous laughter crowds the halls
the dreamers write numbers on bathroom stalls
she blows kisses at the mirror
lovely eyes bask in the radiant chill of free beer

in a safari desperation
men search for a purpose of a home
not allowing the unknown
to stand between them and free beer

the two readers i once had
(an exgirlfriend and my dad)
will one day return to skim these pre-school rhymes
and wonder where i found free beer in such difficult times