wrong time to look up

I look at the television

and I see a woman I know

a fellow actor with whom

I shared an on-screen kiss


a Tim Horton’s commercial

son of a bitch

my lips touched hers

and now she’s on television


I’m in a bar

watching her

such is the life

I suppose


I return to my drink

a bitter blanket to curl up in

and nurse my bruised ego

shit, there goes my good mood


Published by bernardsbarnes

Writer. Artist. Performer. A little boy dreaming of the stars.

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