gone off to her mothers

recharge the hate batteries

& me?

hogging the middle of a long bar

not wanting to talk

just taking it easy with me

for a few hours or so

to be joined by an old friend

not seen in a few years

short sentences filled any gap

divorced in the bad way

taken to working living on the rigs

six weeks on then two off

he planned to use for drinking

the rigs being bone dry

we sat for those few hours

not talking except the odd

letting each other know all was ok

holding places if the other

went off to smoke or piss

neither of us knowing

what we had in common

but feeling the bliss