Wingtips.
- Jun 29, 2016
- 1 min read
A glance at my watch, a quarter to six.
The prayers of a righteous man doth avail and fix.
A duck egg omelet
and a bowl of sugar Smacks.
Pack a vitamin water
and some Kosher snacks.
I must be presentable
and groomed just right.
No high-top fade,
no polka-dot bowtie.
Wingtips on,
and an arm at my side. The workload demands that "I show up on time."
Digital dossiers, accumulated stress.
This mouth can curse, as well as it can bless.


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