Monday, November 17, 2014

sitting in the booth behind the sweet lady who smells of mothballs

sausage omelet
yummy, indeed
waiting
between bites
naming
the things in my mind
in my heart
places
where I call myself out
hold myself accountable
pleading
with my mind
to quiet
to leave off
the anguish
however
costing far less
than all the waiting
and patience
will pay forward

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