Circles: Part Five : Henderson

A broken glass,
the wet floors stained from self indulgence,
the alcohol,
their cure.

"Some of these people have problems,
problems i can thankfully profit from,"
Henderson thought,
but tonight,
its enough.

"Alright,
everyone out,
Its time for you guys to go home,"

Alvin didn't flinch,his arm propped his head up,
While patrons were hurrying up,
finishing the last sips of life,
Henderson noticed how the news effected Alvin.

He would give Alvin a few minutes to regain some composure, sliding a glass of water down the bar.

"Drink some water,
I'll call a cab,
just relax,
I need to start closing"

Alvin reached for the glass,
taking a slow sip,
he placed it down,
exactly where it was.

Walking toward the back room,
Picking up empty glasses,
emptying out ash trays,
and then throwing them away.

"What are you doing with those Henry?"
The dishwasher came out,
puzzled with an ash tray less room,
Henderson Replied,
"Its against the law to smoke here kid,"

Shit,
do you mind if i have one last one?
Reaching for an ashtray from the bag,
Henderson shrugged "go for it."

Whipping down the tables,
Henderson noticed the bouncers coming in,
starting to help,
and realizing he could now concentrate on the bar,
He let his minions do the dirty work.

Approaching the bar,
Henderson noticed Alvin passed out,
walking briskly over in his direction,
the telephone rang.

Changing priorities,
Henderson reached for the phone,
Placed it,
between the shoulder and the ear,
and said hello.

It was his friends,
wondering when he was getting off work,
listening to them speak Henderson realized,
he was slowly being sucked into,
an interesting conversation vortex,

Minutes pass by,
and with the bar area now clean,
he realized,it would be easier to speak later,
and hung up.

Walking over to Alvin he spoke,
"Hey Alvin you want me to call that cab?"
there was no reply,
not even a motion.

Henderson walked over closer to him,
"Hey man,
its time to get up and go home,
sleepy time."

Still no movement.

Henderson shook Alvin,
And with a loud thud,
Alvin fell faster,
then a pack of milk duds.

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