you know the waiters, the man
at the door.
the owner.
who comes by to pat
you on your shoulder.
the menu never changes.
or the tables.
the lighting in half dark.
it's home away from home.
everything else
in your life has changed
but this.
this dish
of food warm and filling,
the drink from the bar,
the welcome feeling
of being missed.
of being loved
which isn't true at all.
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