Q3+1: The Café of Imaginary Dreams

Café waitress

TWO EGGS OF IMAGINARY DREAMS

My waitress …
            is it still waitress or is it
            a waitperson now
… is standing over me
and staring across the street.
I think she’d rather
be working over there.

And she says,
You ready to order?

She shifts from one foot to the other,
her generous hips wobble like
a dashboard bobblehead doll.

Yes, thank you. May I have
a refill of coffee,
and No.2, please.

How do you want those eggs?

Over-easy, please, I say.

And she says,
Sometimes Cook can’t do that,
so shall we just say scrambled,
just in case, you know.

She walks off,
shouting my order to Cook,
and I’m wondering how she
makes her hips do that.

Written for Day 3+1 of The Café of Imaginary Dreams and JusJoJan Day 4 of #jusjojan “generosity”. Image is from WikiCommons ©Misky 2022 Shared with #amwriting #apoemaday #jusjojan on Twitter

10 responses to “Q3+1: The Café of Imaginary Dreams”

  1. Love it. Two eggs, two hips and a bottle of attitude. The inimitable Cafe breakfast.

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    1. Thank you! I long for a proper café brekkie but that won’t happen until these restrictions lift. 😷

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      1. Argh. Piss off Pandemic!!!!!!!!!!

        Liked by 1 person

        1. My sentiment as well.

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  2. Hilarious observational humour. Love it.

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you, Hobbo! 😁

      Liked by 1 person

  3. Ao much depends on the well placed wobble. Loved it

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  4. I loved this…totally there with you!

    Like

  5. Great poem 😂😂

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