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waitress

through your inward-facing,
tar-stained, dirty teeth
you croak out useless, unintelligent,
partial words and phrases

soaking the back of my neck
and staining MY skin yellow
with YOUR tabacco breath

and YOUR filthy, reeking cloud
of hardships and bad habits and ugliness
becomes MY filthy, reeking cloud
of self-awareness,
realization,
and pity

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Written February 27th, 2006

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  • Poetic-Dreamer
    February 27, 2006
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    You described her perfectly. I could see her. If you go on with this in another poem try how she is or what she's like. This is an imersion poem and thats what we're writing in class.
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