red wine and guacamole
the spoken word tumbles out so much more quickly
than the written in blue or black, splashed across pale blue lines
with cappuccino, not red wine or guacamole
a different face, older, blonde hair, not brown
in a noisy restaurant, spoons and forks clattering on white plates
absent the clack of a keyboard, the heavy flirtation
across tables, open books, wary faces that smile,
red wine is good, cappuccino missed,
your face, missed.
Podcast 13O: Seven Myths of Happiness.
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