The Shack

Nursing my beer at the Shack in Mililani, watching

Quiet screens with lost men chasing balls

As lost as the men sipping beer in the half-light

Unsuccessfully trying to bury their hangovers

Longing eyes glued on waitresses derrieres

While upstanding citizens leave church across the street

Just another Sunday morning

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