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I'm hungover. No ragrets going last night. I didn't get up, but everyone was so welcoming anyway, they all said hello and asked about me 😭 I'm thinking of getting up next time and reading Unsent, but I hope to write something a bit less "trauma poetry" haha
Your very first one you posted here about the checkout chick was superbo and very relatable.
It was this one yeah?
I could not sleep, awakened afraid
Under the covers, I begged, I prayed,
For dawn, or death, for sleep to come
But mercy ungranted, I knew I was done.
For I committed a most awful crime
One for which we've all done time
Exactly the same or slighty changed,
Have we all made this same mistake?
I went to Woolies to buy a snack,
The cashier smiled, I smiled back
Items scanned, transaction completed
She said the words that have me defeated
Smiles and waves, "Enjoy your coffee and snack!"
"You too!" I regretfully cried back
Unthinking, unblinking, mid-step away
I died there, in Woolies, that very day.That's the one!
This reminds me. I was serving a customer who was flying to Bali the next day. I told her to enjoy her trip and she said, "You too!". One day.
😂 it's so human
So good, and definitely get up there next time! Your talents have been kept to us for too long haha.
Thank you for your kind words 😭💜