End of Night

That rugged
That tweed jacket
The cigarette smoke
The wallet full of ones
A scarf dangling
A shirt untucked
Toussled hair
Cynical
Yet laughing
The smell of bourbon
No gloves
Loafers and thin socks
Reciting poetry
Arrogant friendship
It is two men
There was a tall slinky blonde
She blew
The sun is rising
From the stoop
Shiver
Long day overlapping
Friendship
A manicured hand on the shoulder
Rise unsteadily
Time for coffee