I fill your glass.
I listen to your woes.
I am sympathetic to your problems.
I listen to your stories intently.
I laugh at your jokes.
I flirt with you unabashhedly.
I paitiently ignore your indecent remarks.
I am your therapist, your confessor.
I pour you a beer.
I kick out the drunks.
I take your money.
I keep the peace.
I do my job so well, you can't even see
I am indifferent.
I couldn't care less.
I get paid to be your friend.
I pour you another drink.

Julie -May 19, 1997




Dusty Shelf
A Toast
Contempt
Tonight
Advice To An Old Flame
I Want It Back
Crash
Grim Prospects
Make Me Feel
Nature Gets It's Way
Oxymoron
Key To My Heart
Tread Carefully
Once
Slice
Nothing Behind The Mask
What A Waste
Traitorous Feelings
Echoes
Change
A Dare
Why I Drink On The Job
Anacronym Of Pain
It Creeps Up On You
I Wait
All Gone
Too Many Mistakes
I'm Really Alright
Leave Me Alone
Passing Me By
The Lie Is Easier
What A Mess
Stolen
The End
Broken
Have You Looked
Think Twice
Forever
Just Out Of Reach
A Cynics View On Bartending
On Surviving
What If














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