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POEM: green tea ice cream

green tea ice cream
(for the server from Lockport)

look, I wanted to order it
because if just talking about it
made you smile that way
I figured ordering it
would be even better

but I was full and tired
after yet another bus trip
to yet another town
I haven’t slept in my own bed
in two weeks

truth be told
there’s no more “my own bed”
to sleep in / I gave that up
came out here on the road
to find the people making music

I don’t get how every restaurant
can have a beautiful server
but they all do
it’s starting to get to me
because I don’t stay around

thanks for your Lockport accent
and your radiant smile
for the spoonful of green tea
ice cream you gave to my friend
next time, I promise, I’ll order some

14 June 2012
Now & Zen
Japanese Restaurant
Charlottesville, VA

Published in Jazz Or Bust Tour My poems Poetry

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