Hours last forever in the Calliandra shade.
Conversation going nowhere and yet, everywhere.
Kick off those sad shoes and let the bare toes tingle.
Slip off the shoulder strap: loosen the thick black hair.
Come, sit with me and take decaf designer coffee.
Come, laugh and listen as the ragamuffin children play.
Lame dog and a black cat, now, they shuffle in the shadows.
You got cappuccino lip on a short skirt day.
Electric afternoon and shrill cellphones are mating.
Lame dog is dreaming, dreaming of a better life
Where bed is fluffy pillows, table scraps are filet mignon
Flicked indiscretely by the lazy waiter's knife.