Tagged: tardiness
monday morning, we
monday morning, we
packed the restored
trains, bumping
perpetually into
tardiness
.
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i am sorry that
i am sorry that
i was late to come over –
there was something wild
growing in my fridge, and i
had to let it out gently
.
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y
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the sound
of snow repeatedly
pressed
like a panini, with toasted
tracks left in the wake
of succulent
steps –
the thought
of grandma
finally being able
to afford
a new set of
teeth
at seventy-eight –
the look
on the new barber’s face
down in the
hole-in-the-wall
as he received
his one-hundred-percent
tip –
the bowl
of congee
waiting at the end
of the day, hot
with scallion
pearls and roasted
peanuts –
the magic
of you
stopping time on the train
tuesday morning
suspending the count-
down to tardiness
with a look
.
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