The Writers' Corner ~ Connexions

You’re going to Connexions,
The bar in the old train station.
Do you know the directions?
It’s for guys of our orientation.

It's a nice bar and a friendly bar
But you can't get there by train.
In the station lot, you park your car
And go get a brew to drain.

The bar opens up 'bout half past four,
And a few of the regulars straggle in
At ten there's action on the dance floor,
That's when the partying will begin.

It’s a good use for the old station
That had for so long been empty.
I love watching the dancers’ gyration
Even at my age they are quite tempty.

Then I sit at the bar, and I mingle.
I wave Hi at Jeff in the corner with Gerr..
They’re both pretending they’re single.
They both know different, as if they care.

Connexions is quite a nice bar,
But I have work on the morrow.
Some travel here from quite far.
They’re not causing anyone sorrow.

I head out the door, quite alone.
Blow kisses to Jim and Lancelot.
It’s nice to spend an evening with my own,
And I avoid the cop prowling the lot.