Lunch-Break – By Dan Leicht @Deeliopunk #Poetry #MondayBlogs

crossing the street at noon

to spend eight dollars on a mountain of toppings

sitting across from a friend

the friend you met a decade ago, saw yesterday

spending forty-five minutes pretending the desk doesn’t exist

pretending you don’t have to listen to the voice-mails, or answer the emails

spending your clocked in hours on something to take your mind away from it

only to repeat the action, next week, same time, same place, same friend

across the street at noon