barflies

i walk by this bar all the time
these guys sit outside and twirl their ironic mustaches and i want to say
your mustache has never looked better
but i just keep walking.
somewhere a leashed mutt yawns
and i feel it's warm breath on the back of my neck.
i have seen all these people before and expect to see them again
some call them barflies, others use not so nice words
im just jealous because they've found another place to call home.