she was a barista. my friend
gettin people high on stiff colombian shots!
she remarked
a cafe bar in a hotel
little round marble
tables. guys (and girls) feigned to read
watching her change money
serve drinks
looking around
thinking everyday thoughts i
waited for her to get off shift
listened to the steam
scream through silver
stems
metal flowers
how could anyone ever
kill themselves? i overheard
a woman say to her husband
behind a newspaper
what with the wonder
of the world i don't know
they can and
they do lady they can
and they do
shuffling cards laughing
looking and being looked upon
exchanging cash and feelings
young Americans
we had it good
we did
metal flowers
screamed across the tissue
smoking would kill us all
if we wanted to
so bad
#katyamills
remix 1998
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