we stand,
our arms folded
tightly
across our chests,
letting folks know
in no
uncertain terms
where they stand
with us,
then
you accidentallyonpurpose
bump into us, so
we have to reach out to
them(!)
for help;
putting our stone
make-up
on,
we slowly turn our chairs
away from the other,
convinced no worthwhile
words
will be spoken,
until you thump us
behind the ears, whispering,
'pay attention;
this is important!'
we stand at the desk,
scanning the reservations
(and ignoring the folded bills
held out towards us),
replying with ice-cold words,
'i'm sorry, you have no
reservation . . .'
and
you come bustling out of
the kitchen, trailing the
crumbs
of dinner behind you,
shouting,
'my mistake! everyone is
welcome;
set up more chairs around the
table!'
(c) 2012 Thom M. Shuman
Thursday, September 06, 2012
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