Reserved Seat Poem by Kewayne Wadley
Reserved Seat
I rolled my affection into the shape
Of a $100 bill and left it as a tip
Separated from everything
else on the table.
However sooner or later
you find it
This too will become a memory.
However accepting or
filled with compassion
My absence in the peak
of your happiness.
I'll return again and again
& you'll never notice my face.
If anyone asks to why, I'll reply
In silence
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