Where Minds Meet

A smoky room with

Familiar warmth

In every glance.

Beautiful music pours

Casually from six guitars.

Songs so terribly unique,

That we'll forget soon.

Throats soar from an excess
Of smoke

And laughter.

This is home.

We spend all the last $20
For tremendous amounts

Of $2 beers
To warm up
Another Winter's night.

Everyone is a little bit

Hungry

But full of conversation

And open to

Thoughts

Worth

Every

Penny

That we can't claim.