Day 29: On the 16th Panera in the Past 29 Days.
12 October, 2009 § 1 Comment
Funny cone-headed man, sitting in
red-rust velour – – o, splendid! – –
by the shadow of the glass next to
absently rounded table,
for whom do you wait?
What stories could those
eyes cased in thick bifocal lens
bright stories of other cities explored and
strange persons visited?
Who will be the one to walk through
the rotating door, drawing
your uneasy glance up from
age-spotted hands tapping crinkled newsprint?
How often has someone said (shhh – –
compassionate hush now)
in your presence?
Dear red velour man, I should very much
like to know your name.