Foundations
I watched you walk into the company cafeteria, staring at the ready made food under plastic
Selecting something green and healthy, the choice of a fluffy long eared herbivore
And cradling a glass of grey brown juice squeezed from a plant unpronounceable, shredded elastic
And then choosing a solo table, kicking off your shoes, pressing bare feet onto polished concrete floor.
Copyright © Stuart Ackerman | Year Posted 2015
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