Monday, October 20, 2014

""I'll take a BIG, FREAKING BOWL full of EXISTENTAL DILEMMA...""

with a WHOPPING SIDE of "INERTIA"....

That's what the woman ordered, as she sat at the noisy, disorganized
"WORD LUNCHEONETTE" ...

You know the one....
It faces the BIG HOSPITAL with all the odd, brown flowers planted in the garden...

She was STARVING....
She knew full well that the ACTUAL DISH would be served up late, cold, and SOGGY...
But here's the thing:
Something about this disconcerting place made her feel...uhhh...
COZY maybe ?

Perhaps her "comfort" could be attributed to the DELICIOUS, BOILING,GREEN,
" WORD TEA "
that the luncheonette was known for....
ONE SIP....
Just ONE...
and endless profundities would coming DRIPPING from her lips....
WORDS TO LIVE BY...

And the other dining-mates would gather round her...
PERCHED....
waiting for the punctuated NUANCES and her FAMOUS,
" METAPHORICAL BREVITY " to shock and please them...
waiting for HER WISDOM....
HER CUNNING...

Yup...
That's how it went...