A Distant Relationship

waiting for an available socket
waiting for a secure connection
waiting

Our eyes hold
fused together
over white china plates
filled with noodles
while the waitress
grinds black pepper flakes
onto each steaming inch.
I slip my foot from its shoe
to hover –
your bones
your springing hairs
a meal
to tentative toes

The waitress waits
for a word
for a sign

text:
How was your dinner?

 

 

About the Poet:
Crystal Snoddon finds inspiration in the Canadian wilderness. Her poetry has appeared in SickLit Magazine, Waking Dawn, a Canadian anthology, and various flash fictions in 101 Words.

 

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