My own dismal performance
affects my own dismal performance
wonders why
listens to the baristas
to their television conversations
to their lovelives
and my own dismal performance
reminds us of other
less-appropriate times
yes
even less appropriate
than these times
than times in public Starbucks
espresso latte fast caff
warehouses, where
the coffee reminds us
this is not a whore house
nor a place to nap
but we’re not happy
with our dismal performance
regardless, except we’re finished
now, and we’ve done this
and it’s not just masturbation
and it’s not the least of us
as you might expect at the end of
the day
and our dismal performance
entreats you
to pour a cup of cream
into your empty cup
and take it home for
your kids or your cat
or for nothing
no reason at all.


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This entry was posted by Terry Bain on Monday, February 26th, 2007, at 7:31 pm, and was filed in Daily Poem.
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