social orphan

somewhere

someone's standing by

the same game plan

the same aging fantasies. spruces up the small talk and the smile. it's no wonder

he's under

the pressure of pride once again. calls himself a social orphan

caught up in the game. sees himself a social orphan

caught up in the thrill of the chase. a number

a matchbook

the night before

no last names

and no long term promises. finds it quite an effort not to smile. it's no wonder

he understands the need to try it again. somewhere

someone hit square one. the same contacts

the same tired old double talk. dreams about a weekend and a smile. it's no wonder

he's under the pressure of time once again.