I am surrounded by empty booths
& four sides clothed in beige,
highlighted by hanging globe- lanterns casting a serene aura.
The swing of the kitchen door
greets me, the lone patron
who has placed his order
for miso soup &
white sticky rice.
My placemat educates
me about the zodiac &
I can almost hear the
creaking of the bamboo
painted on the walls,
it leaves me
feeling nice
inside.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
I am surrounded by empty booths
& four sides clothed in beige,
highlighted by hanging globe- lanterns casting a serene aura.
The swing of the kitchen door
greets me, the lone patron
who has placed his order
for miso soup &
white sticky rice.
My placemat educates
me about the zodiac &
I can almost hear the
creaking of the bamboo
painted on the walls,
it leaves me
feeling nice
inside.
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