was overheard in a restaurant.
It was an American man
mansplaining the Looney Tunes
to a lady.
Bob Dylan's "To Ramona"
plays on the junk juke.
I slip on a banana peel
for real
on the way to the bathroom.
Unconscious for a spell
of seamless dreams.
My head hurts
because it brings back memories
and memories bring back you.
and memories bring back you.
Can't escape,
even on a bad date.