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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