The London Hours, 2012


Maybe a smile
on elevators
will rise
my thoughts
on a higher level
where breath could linger
tears restrain themselves
wide eyes smooth out
eggs turned over
well done, thank you
where were you
been waiting so long
put peppers on, no tomatoes
lots of salt and sugar
in the coffee
they talk talk and I try to
stuff you down in
my stomach
another day


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