Fast Food

sandwiched between
hurry and home
hungry on the way
we meet
our words wander
lost between the deep
fries and our darting eyes

we play with the ketchup
to get out
what is stuck inside
the food
goes too fast and we
too slow
to share what we both are
hungry to know

we leave crumpled
napkins on our table
swallow
what we long to say
and part
alone

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