Not a Bad Place to Be

Here you are in a hotel

And you’re not happy

Just think about that

Staying in a nice hotel

And miserable as fuck

What a thing to be

And a place to be it in

Why don’t you take a few more photos

Of yourself

Eating scrambled eggs in your underwear

Acting like life is grand

Sweetie, when life is grand

It does not require

Documentation

Now I appreciate the invite

But this is--

Well, it’s got the look of something

That’s supposed to make you happy

But it doesn’t have the feel of it

I was at my sister’s barbecue

Earlier today

And she’s broke as fuck

But man, did we have fun

That?

That had a good vibe to it

A positive energy

This?

This is depressing

I’m depressed

You’re sitting on that bed

Acting like a come hither

And the progression

Has us careening

Towards sex

And still

There’s the prevailing air

Of death

All over this damn room

Because you are unsure

Of your footing

And even with that six pack

Uncertainty is unsexy

I’m sorry

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry

But you could’ve figured that out

Even without me standing here

Without pants on

Looking fine as fuck

And totally disinterested

You gotta go out into that night

Into that city

Full of virgins looking to lose it

And people lining up

To show ‘em how

You gotta zoom in on life

And not zoom out

At that barbecue today

There were at least five seven-year-old’s

Who were running around

Jumping over the sprinklers

Screaming about it

Then jumping back again

Those kids, man--

They’re years away

From ever going to the coolest club

Or a good bar

Or even a halfway decent party

That doesn’t have a fucking clown at it

But they were having a time

They weren’t thinking about anything

But that sprinkler

And that backyard

And the four hot dogs they were going to eat

And puke up from exerting themselves too much

There’s no next for them

There’s no better

There’s no what else is there?

They’re not trying to feel something

They’re just feeling it

It’s…

It was something to watch

But you can’t watch six-year-old’s for that long

Without getting put on a list

So I said my good-bye’s

Finished getting drunk at a nearby Chili’s

And then came here

And I’m not mad about being here

It doesn’t bother me

But, you know--

It doesn’t exactly thrill me either

Because we’re just two people

Trying to find a sprinkler to jump in, right?

We’re just trying to have something

We didn’t know we had when we had it

And maybe that’s the thing about it

Maybe if you ever know you’re happy

You stop being happy

The minute you know it

Maybe the best we can hope for

Is room service

While we think about the times

We’re not in anymore

Not happy

But waiting on it

To come back around again

That’s not so bad, right?

Not a…

Not a terrible place

To be