Trippin Sarah's Place

US 6

SARAH’S PLACE

Oh a hidden space

After 600 miles

Ten hour break.

Bartender said “Buck beer night and cod fish basket”.

 … One couldn’t go wrong.

In she walked

Blonde to the waist….boots to the knees…angel in white

Out came the dice

Rolled them twice.

“Set em up!” She said.

Again they rolled.

Bottles placed on the bar.

Beer flowed through her lips as if water over the falls.

Sitting in the corner as I observed the ritual

Till the bar was full 

Of brown glass residual.

I no longer existed.

All eyes were on

The angel in white…boots to her knees.

As hours passed

All were down

Except that lucky guy

Trippin' Sarah's Place
Ink Drawing, Image 6"x6", by lee (copyright)

He bought the last beer.