an apple pie
would make me happy
I tell
the waitress at the diner.
a hot
apple pie
with a scoop
of French vanilla
ice cream plopped on
top.
that's it, she asks?
that's all you need to
be happy.
yes. yes
I tell, her holding
my fork and knife
in air above the table.
one apple pie please,
and a strong cup of coffee.
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