I sauntered along
the North African beach,
Casablanca.
I stumbled upon Rick’s Café;
schmaltzy recreation
of a film legend—
touristy, to be sure.
Cliché, no doubt
Yet the piano player
Plays “As Time Goes By”
And I sip my drink.
The waiter in his fez
asks if I’d like anything else.
This won’t be the start
of a beautiful friendship
but at least
I’ll get a souvenir T-shirt
sure to occasionally spark
unwanted, banal conversation.
and I’ll still smile
w/ the knowledge that
the real bar that
inspired the movie
is located in Tangier.