Bad Timing

 

Sitting alone at a three person round

Who ever uses that third seat

Anyway, between the clatter

And clank of bagel slicers, coffee canisters

with the clickety clackety clucking

From soft hands pounding

Hard on computer keyboards

I feel like a dinosaur

Wishing for a quiet,

Peaceful coffeehouse

In which to put my real life

Pen to real life

Paper writing my day

And my life

Straight out of my brain

Through my body

And into the ether

Of the world

Like an overcaffeinated dinosaur

 

 

© Gayle Force Press 2015

 

 

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