the linoleum

it rained all afternoon. i walked into the bar. took off my thick coat and threw it on the stool next to me. it must have weighed twenty pounds. water dripped from the sleeves onto the linoleum. the whole place started smelling like a wet sheep. heavy and sour. you buy a thing like that to stay warm. instead you just carry the swamp around with you. the bartender slid a beer across the wood. steam rose off the grey wool. i dropped a match into the puddle.