other: the wait

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other: the wait

We waited for you last night --
she and I --
In the back of the pizzeria,
heavily pefumed by grease and smoke.

Her eyes watched the clock,
as her fingers composed scores,
and her teeth raked her lips,
stripping it of strawberry gloss.

I just added
to the mass of ash,
and lipstick-stained butts
collected in the flimsy foil ashtray.

You never came that night,
too busy with your own life
to share your world
and a coke.
--doilikepunk