Bella Cardenas Poet Bio

Excuse Me, Waitress

Slimy dishes and vigorous appetites
This is the life
Of a Waitress

Excuse me, miss
My potatoes are cold and 
I can’t seem to function without
Your absolute attention from those
Bright Brown Eyes 

Oily skin from daylight sneers
Dirty and Discreet desire from clients
Dark rimmed eyes fill the face
Silent
Pauper-like stealth clicking up empty glasses 
Five for five fingers, sweep
Swift, sly, unseen, insignificant
Just another Blue Collar
Reverse Prima Donna 

Heavy trays and snapping fingers
Tinkling of silverware against what was
Porcelain, soft and beautiful
Now hard and marble
Beautiful beautiful

I pull down this ponytail and let
Luscious curls cascade over delicate shoulders
Take off the putrid uniform 
And don a red dress of passion and fairytales
Take off the weary, trodden on
Face of disgrace
Replaced with beams of moonshine
Leave
Dreams wasted away on 5 dollar tips

And be a Queen you’ll never know

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