This writing is the only one that I own the original copy of; Jim handed it to me one day after he had just written it (on a napkin; it's still in my files) and said I could keep it if I typed up a copy for him.

JUST OUT FOR A DRINK

friday night back in the grind
just out for a drink
the swirl of mixed perfumes is making my eyes water
there's a girl at the bar long dark hair
i think she's checking me out
she looks just like all the others
you look into their eyes
nothin
can't even feel the touch anymore
yet here i am again one more time
searchin for i don't know what
a feelin maybe
some kinda connection
but i guess you can't find that in places like this
may as well be at home masturbating to some dirty magazine a "well acted" X-rated movie
HA!!
NA i'll just go up to the bar
grab another beer
and maybe introduce myself to that dark haired girl

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