Lonely with a piece
of wheat bread
smeared with
strawberry jam
and overripe
black olives
that lay scattered
as dried up crumbs
on a glass top
that is covered
by grey duct tape.
Beside the table,
there is a chair
by a small window
to which
I rock myself
and watch
a black cat
licking its tail,
a young lady
applying mustard
to her red roses,
three 6 foot men
emerging from
a 2 inch deep
pothole
while a quirky man
from southern Japan
planted an apple tree
a banana tree
a coconut tree
and a cranberry field
all on the roof
of his dusty shed.
And they say
I'm looney!
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