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Midnight Food

I didn’t go to sleep hungry, but apparently my mind did.

 

Everyone is asleep

At this sleepover, so

When I wake, post-midnight, and crave

Something to eat,

I make my way, alone,

Down side streets lined with

Jasmine and dogwood, until

I reach a small cafe,

Soups and sandwiches served

In brown paper bags, by a friend

Of mine I haven’t seen in a while.

He forgets my name, and doesn’t

Remember that he forgets, mixing me

With someone else he must have known

Before, or after, we were close.

I leave without correcting him,

Climb the hill and think well that’s

Another one gone.

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