honey for the cat
in a rest stop cafe
see spiral in my tea
two dollar mandala
like a feral cat
lick spilled honey from my finger
back aching and hardly register
repressed & fearful glances
from norman and norma normies nearby
who don’t keep wild animals
or wild acquaintances
and want it to stay that way
i put two bags in
is this theft?
to the register, two dollars ready
to find its two seventy-five
two stray quarters in my back pocket
i offer to chase down jen for the third
but michelle tells me i’m set
today willingness is worth something
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