Monday, September 3, 2012

waitress under duress

the waitress
can't remember
the specials, so goes
back to get
a list of what
they are, then reads
them, stammering
on the words
sauce and cheese.
she smiles
and tells you
how handsome you
are and how
beautiful
your date is tonight
then she leaves
the table without
asking what you
might want to drink.
the same day,
she returns and says
oh. are you ready.
she tries, she tries
so hard, but there must
be other things on
her mind than
the gravy on her blouse
and the crumbs
that sparkle on her cheeks.
the food is rich with
sauce, the fish fried
too deep with batter,
and the coffee
stays cold even after
the third attempt.
and bitter, but the moon
is full and you too
have other things
on your mind, so you
don't mind too much.

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