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Oct. 5th, 2005 03:19 am
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You know this is for you.

Pie
by X.J. Kennedy

Whoever dined in this café before us
Took just a forkful of his cherry pie.
We sit with it between us. Let it lie
Until the overworked waitperson comes
To pick it up and brush away the crumbs.

You look at it. I look at it. I stare
At you. You do not look at me at all.
Somewhere, a crash as unwashed dishes fall.
The clatter of a dropped knife splits the air.
Second-hand smoke infiltrates everywhere.

Your fingers clench the handle of a cup
A stranger drained. I almost catch your eye
For a split second. The abandoned pie
Squats on its plate before us, seeping red
Like a thing not yet altogether dead.

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Date: 2005-10-05 04:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nightengale.livejournal.com
*ducking under the radar to observe from the sidelines*

Ooh. Cool.

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Date: 2005-10-05 04:50 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] trensaddiction.livejournal.com
Pie. *laughs* It is just right for so many situations. =)

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Date: 2005-10-07 01:33 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] runefallstar.livejournal.com
*icon says it all*

XD

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