Published June 20th, 2020 by Oldmenadmin
Droplets, clinging to the glass
from a gas station,
Jostled by the widow fan at full blast in the dim heat of afternoon,
Let slip, sliding down the gaudiness, recruiting its fellows
Settling on the old plate in lieu of a coaster.
“Would you like,
Some sweet Tea,
Honey?”
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