Today I surreptitiously
pecked the sunflower seeds
off a lonely loaf
I peeled apart doilies
for the entire shift
Except the last seven hours
Separating doilies reminds
me of you
A person I am constantly
writing subconscious poems to
To tell you of my days
the time spent
or wasted away
from you
and your films
and your musicality
and your touch
that I mentally caress so much
Yet back to the bread
the customers’ call
and leave me back here without you
with withdrawal
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