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little pig does poetry
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2003-01-03 09:08:05 (UTC)

Coffee breath at Denny’s

we try to swallow our
books and notes
without getting lost
in plump paragraphs
or scribbled sentences.
And you order the usual
French toast, with a bottle
of sweetness on the side.
I watch you (without
you knowing) eat,
lips locked together,
the expected twitching
of your mouth, like
a hamster nibbling
on baby carrots.

we soon become wrapped
by swirls of smoke, and
the power of the hour
sits on our eyelids.
But as I drift in
a blur of weariness,
the amber ornaments
that adorn your full body
catch and carry me
back into the late night air.


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