Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Lately, yes means no,
up is down.
The girl in the Dunkin' Donuts
is cute and friendly,
but she's family-trained to know
the bigger the smile,
the more apple fritters
I walk out with, and besides
she's Indian to boot
and probably under threat
of slow agonizing death
must only date from a list
of approved candidates.
Her mama has a third eye
that follows me around the shop
scrutinizing my taste in sweets....
and well, yes her daughter
is as tempting a a honey-glazed
on an empty stomach or that first
sip of black coffee in the morning,
but I'm not really interested anyway
'cause I'm all twisted up like a cruller,
in knots wondering why you left
in the first place, 'cause we really had
something special !
Right ? We did have something special,
didn't we ?

From a maple bar's perspective, I'd say you had something real special....
Hey diddley dee, its donut holes for me!

Exquisite write saw....

H

reading you is like a breath of fresh air...

thank you

is that the dunkin' in hamilton?
time for the caste's to change
you be on a roll steve
hot tandori
you going to see tt tucker band
in lauraville sunday????

thanx hester and perdida, I really appreciate your feedback

and Wireman, yes the dunkin' donuts in Hamilton was the inspiration for the poem....and I am working( officially) Saturday, but you may spot
a mailman in uniform taking his lunch at the TT Tucker segment
of the block party....I'll look for you.........peace