Cafe A La Carte

by Andrew Packard   Sep 8, 2013


Cafe A La Carte

Why do you even care?
Awkward moments ill-at-ease
Messy faces on Social graces
Mutating souls of empty zombies

Dragged through life
without a clue
where to go
what to do

Colors change
as does mood
inside the same
fleshless tomb

Eyes look up
mysterious stare
inappropriate muse
What goes on in there?

What is True?
What is sin?
Make it up
And rub it in

Now that you know
The mantra my friend
Repeat it to me
And begin again...

Saturday 11:25 pm 9/7/13

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