On the dance floor he yells I think I have
a drinking problem. Summer of Rihanna’s
“We Found Love in a Hopeless Place.”
My monthly night at the gay bar
because honey I can give up drinking
but I will never give up dancing.
He wants advice of which I have little.
It’s like: Can we ever really know how birds fly?
Science screams: Yes! We already do.
OK, science, but has knowing how they fly helped us grow
wings so we can do the same? Science gets quiet.
Birds call in the morning to let others know they survived
the night. Tell him: Let’s talk tomorrow when you’re not drunk.
The sun rises & rises but he never calls.
Tyler Gillespie is the author of Florida Man: Poems (2018) and the forthcoming nonfiction collection Florida Men & Monsters.