When colors are raging
in and out through her cocktail dress
and (fluorescent lighting can be so unflattering)
waiters, waitresses are not really waiting
they're busying themselves about
in a real rush
I'm not sure whether to pay attention
to her lips moving or
whether to tip our waitress
or go to the bathroom
lift my wine cup up to my mouth.
Maybe I'd like her to say something
interesting
nostalgic
provocative
insincere
polite
coincidental
hopeful
...or shout!
She likes getting high and reading
the Farmer's Almanac
of July, twenty years ago.
From now on I will consider quite heavily
on how to waste my time
some other way.
I'll get another job. Sleep four hours each
day. Make more money to
spend at more fancy
dinners with
uninteresting women.
1/11/1
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