After too many
peanut butter
pancakes, thick as
the warm October night
air easing into our booth
through the small half-open
window, around the water glasses
made of scratched
clear plastic
We sit quietly
near one another in
the haze of a misplaced
Indian summer night,
next to roommates
we like,
our early evening breakfast
finished,
no sunset for us
Sorry, was out of town, down the road, and off the grid. But I finally got here so no more excuses.
ReplyDeleteHard to get my teeth around the "thick/warm - pancakes/night" without gagging. But then realism always did get in my way. Nice images. Nice use of the juxtapose. Felt the warmth as the sun was going down somewhere else besides the somewhat crowded booth with the now empty plates.
Ya know Jesus had pancakes at the last supper. But they weren't peanut butter.
Or was it waffles?