The Diner

Alone,

photo by hungrybison

at the counter,
the smell of a cup of coffee,
of hot buttered toast.
My reflection,
a chrome napkin dispenser,
a mirrored wall,
stacks of clean plates,
trays of sorted cutlery,
clamor from the kitchen,
rotating pies.

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