I walk into the bar.
I comb the room.
Exhilaration runs through me as
I browse the faces of those I never knew.
And in that moment I've tricked myself
Same as everyone else.
He isn't there.
Not in the crowd
Not in the empty glass at hand.
Like my numbing friend,
I've enjoyed too much of him.
And he is gone.
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