Just Right Now -------------------------------------------
I am sitting here in this fucking pool hall
I spent my last ten dollars on beer
I like playing pool
Its not the pool halls fault that I'm so sad or that I drank to much beer
Oh pool hall forgive me for my resentment
How did I get here after five fucking years
Of solid companionship
I thought anyways
I like the use of the oh pool hall line, everything else is so solid it (the use of a rubbish/fantasy thought) just seems to solidify that.
I like that contrast also because it points to an unfairness. you know sometimes life is NOT fair and that's where you can come to a learning, so i like that rubbish line again because it's a bit desperate or unrealistic
where the narrator could be poking fun at themselves or actually mirroring the situation (the fact that it doesn't make sense) to highlight the injustice.
It also makes me think of a prayer or if the pool hall could answer back it might say keep doing what you are doing, finish your beer- and then go back to what it was you were doing.
It's good to break away or pout and protest but then you get back to the thing you have been doing.
Immediate thought is: 5 yrs, where's the faith?
You see what i mean? The narrator seems like she deserves a break, but more than that she seems like she's in the wrong place.
I don't mean to presume or attempt to sermonize,
Just- i like the poem, it's very human.
Guard down and direct, something very honest about that.