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for est

 

Highway dust
 
So so so hot out
 
Fresh iced tea with lemon
 
Ask the server politely if I can substitute the side salad for the bisque
 
Flip through my phone  
 
Pacing in a large circle with my fingers
 
Like some odd carousel
 
The waiter refills my tea
 
I sample the images that come through the window
 
As the train clatters  
 
I wait in the waiting room  
 
Sweat forms  
 
I dream of eating another man's arm
 
Broiled,  
 
I feel very scared and strange  
 
Like I'm about to fall
Written by asbr808 (Anthony R)
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