alecto - your little bluejay (pollytrance) wrote,
alecto - your little bluejay
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Pudding And Absinthe

she's gulping down mountains of pudding
and gallons of absinthe
sitting at a wobbly table
in the middle of a seedy truck-stop restaurant
on the outskirts of Columbus, Ohio
and suddenly, she has found happiness
The waitress has yellow teeth and pineapple earrings
That match and clash in a strange manner
But gives her comfort and pats her on the back
When she refills her coffee cup,
The waitress calls her "honey"
Like the mother she never knew
She starts to cry amidst the grease and body odour of this place
As she realises that no matter where she goes
She's always going home
Which has always been
A place she's never seen
A place she's never known

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