Blowing steam
off her cup
she watches silently
as all her hopes
and dreams
and future plans
shatter
in a moments breadth.
A deep sigh escapes as,
once again,
life disappoints.
She realizes things are not always
as she had hoped.
“Is there any whiskey for my coffee?”
That cute waiter.
Caught kissing
the busboy.
A little private Flash 55 for my friends. You can see more by visiting GALEN.
Just don't tell him who sent you...
mmm... nice!!
ReplyDeleteIs this blog private, by the way? Am I allowed to link?
Busboys and waiters always up to something!
ReplyDeleteI'll rake the coffee and whiskey too!
You are so talented. I love the sensuality of this piece.
ReplyDeleteHi, Dane - nope, it's public. I'm just not interested in joining the melee at Galen's at the moment, as much fun as it can be. Link away!
ReplyDeleteWhitemist: YES, they are.
MM: I saw it happen before my very eyes. Over coffee. They made an awfully cute couple...
I like to think of Flash 55 as Jesus - always there when needed.
ReplyDeleteExcept that Mel Gibson has yet to make a film featuring Flash 55 and there is speaking in tongues the whole way through.
But it's probably coming as soon as he needs money to pay lawyers.....
Rachel Dear..
ReplyDeleteMARVELOUS!!
You have the touch baby!
It's always an honor to read your perfect offerings!
Thanks for returning to the fold (so to speak)
And please have Kick Ass Week-End....G
Ha I thought I recognized your writing!! :D.
ReplyDeleteOh what a shame, what a shame, what a shame...
ReplyDeleteGreat setup! And a great twist at the end.
I used to love whiskey in my coffee!
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