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Second poemPosted on: August 7, 2015, at 09:49:38am
Was sitting at a table.1-56 AAA'dPosted on: August 3, 2015, at 03:50:54pm
Nothing in particular about the table.
Four legs and a top white from what was either paint or a sheet of cloth.
Pseudo-oriental styled restaurant with waiters and waitresses well aware of me acknowledging its pseudo-ness.
Ordered a coffee.
Didn't order grumpy and vile looks but got them anyway.
Moments later a cup, more resembling a bowl, apparently filled with coffee, descended on that tabletop with four legs underneath it.
I say "apparently filled" because my cup slash bowl contained boiling water with coffee grounds nestling at the bottom, forming a nice brown sludge that I would otherwise appreciate at the bottom of my coffee.
A plague of green specks also found a home in this bowl.
Sloshed the caboodle about a bit.
Left it for what it is.
Walked outside to the parents who were smoking on the patio.
Either tobacco or embarrassment, not sure which.
A windscreen just low enough not to give any protection.
Brother was there as well, but is of no importance to this story.
"The waitresses are all giving compliments and loving looks but none to you", one of them said.
You can decide who did.
Mother suddenly gained wide eyes.
"Look!", mother said, pointing at an approaching streetcar.
"My machine keeps beeping when the streetcar comes by".
Her device beeped.
A red sun rose.
Except for:PoemPosted on: November 21, 2014, at 05:54:10pm
47 - MAX Forever 4 0 0 0
Freaking onehanded trills
What did you do
to deserve so much
Bits and bobs
the wrong crowds
In a house
By a bench
By a door
Find a friend