Merchant’s Cafe and Saloon (Repost April 2016)

The ghosts of Seattle
Need a drink
Time to time
A break from their daily grind
Pulling up a stool since 1890
Watching as people
Come and explore
Listen for their whispers
Wondering their names
And sometimes they answer
With their secrets
Running up and down
The stairs
Hiding in the bathroom
Hoping for one more scare
To end out the night
Watching a few people
Hang in the shadows
And the ghosts of Seattle
Observe the groups
Stumbling over the curb
Making their way to clubs
To their cars
To a home for the night
And they sit at the bar
Pushing glasses off the counter
Trying to remember home
And wonder if they will ever
Return one night


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