As the distance between us digs deeper
I feel the remorse of an amputee
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 16, 2010
The Dude who forgot his coffee
He sat and typed
focused, unlike me,
on a little squashed
computer
He waited in line
pondered, then spent
4 bucks and a dime
worth every cent
cappuccino
now it sits and cools
foam bubbles pop
he searches office tools
listing numbers, stop
calculating
A sudden thought!
he looks up and coughs,
My coffee is hot!
he reaches and gingerly sips
Satisfaction
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