napkins and things

dorinda likes to doodle

daringly on napkins

unseen unnoticed by

the scramblers eating eggs


or sipping bitter coffee

sometimes she pops out a song

or sketches a summer scene

from somewhere no one's been


now here i am in Chicago

frozen to the bone

doodling on a napkin

and wishing i was home


but, lacking that i

send a pre-doodled napkin

to someone who appreciates

napkins and things.






douglas brent smith

 

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