Last Call by Bob MacKenzie Is this place taken; mind if I sit? Time is on my side, so I listen: Place to place, time to time, dark to dark, Differing darkly, unknown in light, He has sat, has shared my table, drunk, Whispered as we moved from room to room, Pointed, appointed places and times, Told designs, places, plans, times and times, Noted on some secret analogue Men's comings, goings, times to come, all Till watchless I asked myself the time: The rest is over; the time is up, He said, got up and, smiling, crossing The bar, turned tender, served me one more |