| IN GOOD HUMOR |
And here it is Once again I come in shame Dragging my feet towards you Closer…and…closer I’ve never been smooth Even now I realize the mud I’ve stomped Caking your soft-tiled floor There you stand And upon your gentle face A bright expectant flame wilds your eyes The door closes behind me with a thud Echoing my pounding chest And then, you see me Your lips turn a smile and I know there’s no back Only forward, onward To my fate I must go Pondering a knight’s glorious entrance How he would boldly storm right up To you and brandish his rugged sword But me with no blade in sight And armor made of mere cotton/polyester Cower, tremble as this vision dissolves I find myself standing before you When you ask me what I came for I think constricting thoughts That close my throat I don’t have what she wants I’m wasting her time But it’s too late and I press on I look at your cheery face And place on the counter A Ziploc bag spilling 106 pennies all Surly enough your smile quivers, drops Eyes fade becoming disinterested and irritated As you count coin after frustrating coin Seemingly more numerous than pebbles on a beach My cheeks redden, mouth dry As embarrassment takes the whole of me “One cheeseburger, please….”
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