Stopping to Go

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I wish
I was driving
Home to her
And a warm bed

But wishes
Don’t have wings
And can be stuffed
Into green beer bottles
 
So I stop for a coffee to go
But the barrista doesn’t
Know me without her.
What a gift:

Her henna red hair
Draping her white neck.
I stuff a dollar in the tip jar
And make it for here.

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