PHENOMENON AT DARLA’S

December 10, 2012

At dawn a child is drawn to Grandma

as she clinks her spoon in tea,

’round & ’round she scrapes the cup,

the sound escapes while his wonder is sleepy.

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Like  This,

Us diners at Darla’s,

We’ll steal squints at the beaming man & woman,

At home at a table/ He has her laughing/

Her eyes shine/ Their hands are touching/ &  nothing

Distracts them/ They don’t know/

As though no one were watching here

(Not their intent  but a blatant

blizzard of bliss is jazzin up this joint)

Their heartbeats alter all the clocks in here.

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At Darla’s  Their carefree, not careless,

Energies

established here at a table

follow them  right out/

& might enable them

to make it taper off.

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In Darla’s lot,  Last Love;

they,  must pull away, pull out, &  drove

miles on away from one  phenomenon.

 

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.                                                                                                 (love you sunni)

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