That Time at JP's, 8/27/10

I was thinking the other night
about that time at JP's
Drinking shitty wine
because we didn't know any better
playing that stupid trivia game all night
I swore it was Bukowski
at the other end of the bar
and you looked at me, uncomprehending
but we bought him a drink anyway
just in case
while we played crappy music on the juke box
Music that you actually liked
so I liked it too
I whispered the words to "For Jane"
in your ear
as you swooned
and we kissed like there was no tomorrow
How could we know there wasn't
not for us
oh, there was a tomorrow for you
and one for me
but not for us,
not like we were that night
but now, you tell people
you once bought Bukowski a drink
that time at JP's