572 Cuthbert Blvd

parking your car
 a rendezvous overdue at the bar
 and I could say we're the same
 but it would seem that you're the man to ask these days
 as you
 bend the truth
 with a collection of stories you've hid
 where do I begin?
 if everyone's pulling up floorboards
 listening in
 you're hot shit and it seems that I'm the last to know
 forced to call out my neighborhood shrink
 she'll make me choose between food or a drink
 sharing wives' tales
 about speakeasies beside the turnpike gates
 a recent problem in the Diner State
 but won't you
 just hear the news
 you're counting on rain checks
 just train wrecks
 and I am sifting through
 the collection of places you've been
 where should I begin?
 when I could be pulling up floorboards
 I'm listening intently