Tonight's Entertainment

Dine with our tortoise-shell villain
Already has a drink in him
Tentative words as if his thoughts aren't final
Sits in silence, staring idly at his chair's flaking vinyl

Avoids your eyes, swearing, "Honest..."
Some other time he might want this
Tentative words as if his thoughts made by others
Sits in silence in the shadow of the laughter and lovers

Band takes the stage, house lights dwindling
As smooth as fire takes kindling
Finish your drink and weigh your dining arrangement
If there's nothing more to find here than tonight's entertainment



Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Schneider
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