58
CafeBook 
I'm sitting at a cafe with a book
from a friend I don't want to stop thinking about,
a friend with whom I'd love to laugh and cook
but currently I'm trying to spend time without.
I'm worried somewhat about the connection
between bouts of loneliness and how much time we'd spend
engaging in our happy intersection
and my discontentment when our conversations end.
And so I'm taking time out of my day
to sit and read this book outside my neighborhood cafe
and enjoy it for its own sake not because it came from them
so we can go back, hopefully, to being close again.
Maybe this is asinine. Don't know.
My sign it's time to disentwine and grow.
Assign divine design, recline, let go.
That vulpine smile though. (don't be crass)
57
LemonadeAndCookies1 
Lemonade and cookies too--
buck per small one, two for double.
But no kids or snacks in view.
Hope they didn't get in trouble.
Selling food without approval
could get them a hefty fine,
also physical removal
if they refused to resign.
Disappointment scribed in ink,
menu purple, blue, and black.
I would really like a drink.
Hopefully they're coming back.

LemonadeAndCookies2 
Lemonade for me.
Cookies made for me.
Sign displayed for me.
None purveyed for me.
Wish they'd stayed for me.
56
MetaphysicalStore 
Heavenly Healing on mall lower level,
PA's largest metaphysical store.
Incense and candles to enthrall the devil,
crystals, massage, carvings, workshops, and more.
Went to the website to read testimonials:
"Love magnet kit worked immediately.
Root chakra tincture made husband quite jovial
after I dabbed it perineally."
Get a free crystal when you book your first class
as an enticement to sign up online.
Selenite missile to stick inside your ass,
has no flared base, but, don't worry, it's fine.
55
LittleTrees 
I think this tree is growing little trees,
with shoots and leaves that rise and brush my knees.
The root projects extensions disconcertingly.
Are trees just branches that were sprouted vertically?
What happens if they continue to grow
and never turn or bend at an elbow?
Can they elongate rapidly
and rise up to an apogee
that punches through the canopy
and escapes the earth's gravity?
It seems unlikely that I'll ever know.
54
Lasers 
Since sudden summer's storms sonorously spread serenity across smouldering skies,
in shade beneath softened sunlight now splashing surrenderingly not scorchingly,
I sit, spying, sidelong, surreptitiously, smirking slightly with just my eyes,
as a stream of small sons stomps along, siblings certainly, in society or sanguinity,
striding, spinning, sauntering, to survey a spread of string, stretched across the grass,
crisscrossing, laced, spanning and splitting the space, a strewn simulacrum of--"LASERS! SAM!"
Sneaking, but in opposite of silence, shouting, smiling, "I'm stuck! I can't pass!",
seven scions successively step and straddle the slots in sequence, strand by sizzling strand.
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