He was tall
thick
good hair
a football coach
kind of man
then he stood up
and wobbled
flask visible
inside his coat
his laugh
too loud
he asked me to talk with him
a little longer
you’re so happy
he kept saying
as if it were
a question
he went to shake my son’s hand
but stopped
and said in a voice
suddenly quiet
but as clear
as gin
he makes me want
to start over.