| By story of a lonesome waitress Submitted by Violet Date: 2001 Jul 17 Comment on this Work [[2001.07.17.23.30.30395]] |
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and they pour into the diner one after another like akward punctuation in the paragraph of life interrupting my daydreams of love demanding coffee and entertaining stories the longing for you is deeper and darker than my apron pockets is five bucks on a table worth it? not today it isn't no big tipper can pacify me even when i can't count the bills and the compliments of my eyes your cup is the only one i want to fill |