Monday, January 07, 2019

The waitress weeps at the all you can eat buffet

Salad bar, cold meat, bread rolls,
hot meat, prawn cocktail,
curries in the bain marie.

Pavlova, trifle, peppermint mousse,
Hot pudding, custard,
bowls of whipped cream.

Dusk. Summer job.
Stationed at the tables
that look across the smoking deck
to the sprinklers on the rolling green
the tennis courts, the bridge over 
the artificial lake.

'Excuse me,' 
asks the woman with three kids. 
'Can you tell me where
the bathroom is?'
'Are you local?' 
the waitress replies.

What she wants to know is:
Is this really all that you can eat?

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