So she was giving me the eye
and she was kinda cute
and eventually
near the end of the band’s set
she “tripped” into me
and said sorry
and told me her name
and smiled with her hand on my shoulder
and I smiled with my hand on her hand
like a gentleman should
but I quickly excused myself
because Katz’s was nearing closing time
and it was more important
that I get the chance at pastrami
than get the chance to get laid.

She seemed disappointed as I headed out
and pouted a bit
the next few times I saw her
at various midnights
in various clubs
but
when pastrami is that good
priorities sometimes
must get rearranged.