Dine & Dash

A Poem by Benji Wulf

Seated at Applebee's

Minding myself

USA/Canada hockey on the tele

A rerun

Already lost, 1-0 final

While eating an oriental salad

& ice tea the bartender grabs

my attention

She whipsers, "are you meeting

a girl?"

"No." Flattering tho

I want to send back an

encouraging message

But instead pay in full

Not knowing...

...hope her date goes swell

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Added on February 22, 2014
Last Updated on February 22, 2014
Tags: spilled ink, spilled words, poetry

10+ years writing. Never published One finished manuscript. Looking for feedback. more..

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