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Ironic

Keeping my coffee cup balanced.
left hand.
almost full.
but the fluid is level.
while I kneel.
pick up the paper
somehow in my path.
completing my move.
upright.
not a drop spilled.
with that paper.
with your name
and your adress
written in my hasty script.
pursing my lips
propelling a cooling stream of breath across the coffee
watching the paper over the edge of the cup
memorizing again
the name
the address.
knowing that I will never talk to you again.


but still
cooling off the coffee.
not letting myself get burned.

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bightchee
Jun. 28th, 2001 01:44 pm (UTC)
Do I ever?
Confusion level: 100%

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