Sunday, September 15, 2013

Squanderings

She looks
Then he looks
Those people moved.
She touches
Then he is touched
They decide on an order.
He grabs
Then she is grabbed
They wait for their order.
He whispers
She hears
Oh, those people.
He releases
She is released
Their coffee is ready.
She walks
He is behind
Seating is scarce.
He holds a face
She scans the room
The couch is ideal but her drink is not.
He sits the weight off his face
She walks the length of preparation
Several times to perfection
Laugh away the chaos
Sub-nest hangs in the balance
One look
One touch
One order
One grab
Several people
Several paces
Two faces later
It's all ready.

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