Last Drink by Yash Seyedbagheri

The pink and purple jukebox pumps
Kenny Rogers checking in on my condition
behind a booth. again
last call wafts
over wooden-paneled counters
into my ripped, soothing seat
into a half-empty glass of Merlot
my fourth or is it my fifth?
fuck it, it's my sixth. but a face with steel star eyes
waits
to lead me to rectangular rooms
with many shadows

About the Poet:

Yash Seyedbagheri is a graduate of Colorado State University’s MFA program. His stories, “Soon,”  “How To Be A Good Episcopalian,” and “Tales From A Communion Line,” were nominated for Pushcarts. Yash’s work  has been published in The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Write City Magazine, and Ariel Chart, among others.