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Stale beer sits stagnant and unwanted now/

In cups, bottles and cans on the counter.

Evidence of the previous night’s encounter

She always hates the morning after

Righting a chair that was upended.

It‘s only nine and her white chef’s hat is already askew

Her shoe has walked into another sticky mess

If her morning had started off well

The scene before her would perhaps be more appealing to say the least (it’s not like she hasn’t seen it before) like ten times, but

Her two kids were ill last night and she missed the bus

She couldn’t find her favorite lipstick/plush violet

Her mother agreed to watch the kids / can she talk? Whew!

I left her talking about her trip to Macy‘s the other day.

Heavy curtains from a bygone era

Keeps the weak sunlight at bay.

She doesn’t worry about the patrons now

They always come after, at lunch and later.

She has asked herself many TIMES WHY SHE BOTHERS?

Her lips painted a bright crimson sneers in anger

It’s in these moments she’d wished she’d completed her law degree.

By Joszann St.John


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