We've been profound

I've sent you directions
to the nearest watering hole.
Meet me there at ten -
we'll take three random thoughts,
throw them together
and call the splash a poem,
the ripples a manifesto,
and keep the stray droplets
as tearful, heartfelt memoirs.
When our glasses hold
nothing but a breath of smoke,
order another round and escape
without ever paying our bill.
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Big K.R.I.T., R.E.M.