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"Self-Portrait"
by Jeph Johnson
(At Denny's)
Quarter to four, self-absorbed
All alone and longing for...
(Someone unknown now mops the floor)
To mop up the mess you left
Stop or destroy this loneliness
With thesaurus, book of rhymes.
And a dictionary to define
What it is, I have no clues at all
Except this memory (this coffee drink)
Of your bitter company, I think
And how it ended with you standing tall
I like it, but why didn't you make your analogies dirctly? Why the parenthesies? Enjoyed.