and echo against these thick, glass restaurant walls.
The heavy sound of dishes clashing
shout out from the kitchen door.
Silverware and glassware chime in,
while the abbreviated sentences of diners add to the breakfast noise - a conflagration of sounds.
The airport diner.
A stop for waves of hungry humans
waiting for their turn
to eat-and-run.
Waiting for their turn to consume moments, meals and time
before they fly away,
leaving echos of words in their wake.
ame
Sept 2011
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