12/04/2020

Service is Slow at The Seaside Café


The barefoot writer 

on the rocks 

throws her line 

into the water 

over and over again. 


There’s a tea bag 

at the end of the line 

she’s pulling in 

right now 

and a mountain 

of tea behind her.   


In a few more years, 

her ocean of tea 

will be ready 

for the paying guests.


[LSS, 12/4/20] 

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