One Less Dreamer On Main Street

He strides sans braggadocio
some consider swagger
toward his solo bachelor
birthday sushi
not that these dates matter.

When the tiny Asian girl in black
sits him near the sidewalk
he laughs, as any seaman would
considering the times
often wasted with the wrong souls
perched behind the glass
for the passersby to gawk at
while he tried exuding class

but the truth is that he's better
less the mercy of their thighs.
There's no such thing as comfort.
It's another Friday night.

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