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Barren Subway Shop
It was my fault,
admittedly,
but I am out of place.
There is no coffee here,
nor is there a bohemia in reach.
I am in a sterile limbo--
void of companionship,
ready to swallow me down
like a chewed up
chocolate chip cookie.
When this is over
I will return to my hearth
of friends, coffee, spontaneity...
but now I am trapped here,
waiting for Godot
as it were...
admittedly,
but I am out of place.
There is no coffee here,
nor is there a bohemia in reach.
I am in a sterile limbo--
void of companionship,
ready to swallow me down
like a chewed up
chocolate chip cookie.
When this is over
I will return to my hearth
of friends, coffee, spontaneity...
but now I am trapped here,
waiting for Godot
as it were...
Published 28th Jun 2012
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