Nervous Machine
by David Francis
The businessman in
the café
has a tic
of talking to himself
and gesturing with his hands
click
the attaché case opens
flap
the manual on the table
silent
the loose sheets in the hand
the latte arrives
the sugar container
doesn’t pour
finally
the little trap door
lifts
the longish nose
dips
and then
it starts up
again
the blue
retirement
plan billboard
is mute
with disinterest |
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