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I hope you don't mind I ordered ahead, One Slice Please. And a glass of water. I already chose that corner, too My usual spot that's Cozy, vacant, comforting as always, I like to lift the plate To touch my nose as I Indulge in its rich, moist smell That already makes me feel I cheated. I count the tines of my fork: One, two, three, four, five - It's cold Would I like a cup of coffee? No thanks, I'm waiting for someone. My glass is empty, And because the rain hasn't stopped Windows and doors are being shut tight To keep me from knowing All but this in front of me. I've paid for what I ordered So I swallow every bite A push down my throat is dry. Hello, Silence. We meet again.
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Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 9:22 AM UTC
Table for Two
I hope you don't mind I ordered ahead, One Slice Please. And a glass of water. I already chose that corner, too My usual spot that's Cozy, vacant, comforting as always, I like to lift the plate To touch my nose as I Indulge in its rich, moist smell That already makes me feel I cheated. I count the tines of my fork: One, two, three, four, five - It's cold Would I like a cup of coffee? No thanks, I'm waiting for someone. My glass is empty, And because the rain hasn't stopped Windows and doors are being shut tight To keep me from knowing All but this in front of me. I've paid for what I ordered So I swallow every bite A push down my throat is dry. Hello, Silence. We meet again.
sillysunfish
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Nov 5, 2013
Nov 5, 2013 at 9:22 AM UTC
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