Henry Heavy Shield Pool Hall © westronwynde magazine 2011 isbn-13     978-0- 9732582-4-0 You recognize the dealer from high school and he asks who is square and who is not claiming two quick rails will make you feel cool So Jim says “well sure then what do you got” Jim calls stripes and laughs, still holding his cue And the dealer goes all you kids just wait Signs buzz and balls clack but it's nothing new Night found you here. It's getting way too late The waitress says “you can't bring that in here” and the man begs “but please give me a chance.” Tips his glass and explains the snuck-in beer. She yells “too bad” and gives the door a glance You take your shot and think it's all the same The friend who's gone, left you to scratch this game