End of Work Observation

End of Work Observation,

By Terry Scott Niebeling

 

“When I’m not looking for anything I find everything.”

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Watched bugs fly; they flashed sparks white under the hot parking-lot lights.

Sitting in the A/C cooled yellowing dim-light dining space.

 

Sippin’ a beer with pork and nettles.

 

Ace in the hole,

No story to tell.

 

No drama foreseen about to unfold.

All is well.

 

Stacked silver on plates to be taken away.

 

Just watching distant wings hit, flutter, flap and sputter, fleeting dust as dark colors crept in.

 

 

 

 

Everyone’s like this and that…  I’m like, man, what the hell?  

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