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best naps are in the back








After the lunch rush

After the dishes are washed

And customers have filtered out

the air is stale afternoon

I smell like stir fry,

 mostly my hair and mostly my clothes

but in a blanket of darkness

chillwave music escapes from my phone

and the best naps are taken in the back




*






Drank one beer

Over paid for it

Over waited for it

But, it was the sweet nectar

that I’ve missed









-park

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