WATER GLASS

the goldfish began to bark
the dogs were already at a gurgle
as i sipped from my water glass
you had already tripped over a hurdle
you slipped
you lied
your concave statement
was already well deep fried.

i sat at a table
in the middle of the bar
and ordered my first drink
while she attempted to think
of who we really all are
then her boyfriend jumped in
with something gratifying to say
but who knows where or how
or what or why and when
his know-it-all voice will decay.

between you and me
i can see that
i'll continue to bare some scars
through the actions
of your distractions in telling me
when you know i'm not that far
but what bugs me
is that you went in on it together
so should i just shrug it off
or expect it from now 'til forever?
i got new tricks but i'm no old dog
getting lost in the fog
of this weatherman's climatic weather.

i'm glad she's with someone
cuz that means she's less alone
but since i am
i suppose i can show my support
before i start throwing stones.
i'm not complete
on why it bothers me
more than it has been
but i didn't know
what i know now, then.