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Alone at a Table

By , New York, NY
I held my mug
heat burning through my shirt
pulled over my hands
I watched you
you wiped down the counter
2 swift motions right.......left.......
you had to wipe 4 counters
I got to watch you swipe 8 times
I did,
watched you do each counter.
I left
empty cup alone
a note tucked in the saucer.
alone, at a table





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kmarie14 said...
Nov. 21, 2010 at 2:03 am
this is a super amazing poem :) i love the end :) keep writing! check out my work?
 
WingzxFreedom said...
Nov. 19, 2010 at 1:29 pm
This is a simple poem that leaves a reader to truly think about the message enscripted. Great job!
 
relentless said...
Nov. 19, 2010 at 12:13 pm
I really REALLY love this poem. The simplicity and brevity leave an impression that a long and complex poem would not have conveyed.
 
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