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Dylan
Poems
Jun 2013
Another Slipped Stitch
Wednesday:
A movie theater
at around six o'clock
with beer and a movie for
only five bucks.
(Who could resist such a deal?)
As I stood in a line to
buy myself a drink,
I observed the other people.
Mostly couples.
A couple families.
Probably a few
small groups of friends.
But no one else alone,
as far as I could tell.
So I paid for my drink
and returned, alone, to my seat.
Then, just before the feature:
A woman turned my way,
as if she had something to tell me;
but instead she spoke to some guy
standing just over my shoulder:
"Oh, honey-pie, my dear!
You were almost late to the show!"
I laughed on the inside,
finished my beer,
and left.
Thursday:
Sunset in the marsh;
sitting on a bench
with a bottle of wine
to keep me company.
A woman walked by,
and couldn't bare
to look me in the eye.
She tripped over her dog
while trying to ignore my existence;
and, after apologizing to the
animal (what a human thing to do!)
she turned towards me, blushing.
I laughed and I smiled
but she grew more red in response.
Then she hurried along, leaving me alone to drink.
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Dylan
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