Wednesday, April 21, 2021

Poetry Month Offering #2

 At the Cafe Bitter


All the tables seat just one
Your bile and anger don't require a chair
Feel free to wallow
As long as you care
The wait staff so inattentive
Inclined to treat you
With sarcastic contempt
Tip them passive aggressively
At three or four percent
There are no appetizers
No foreplay for this repast
Go directly to your entree
Served with buttered
Shards of glass
Wash it down with primo vino
Pressed just for you
From
sour grapes
If you long for something slightly sweet
End your meal with
just desserts


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