at the local pizza joint
i figure she is in her
early twenties
with a hint of purple
(or in that color pallet)
in her hair
and several piercings
she is brilliant to look at
we began to banter back and forth
when she asked me if she
had seen me at the
Cumberland Farms that morning
i told her it was not me and that
i was better looking than the
person who was impersonating me
i might have appeared
over anxious when speaking
to her because she was the
highlight of my day
i wanted to make that sandwich
last until closing and it was
only noon
but I'm sure that would have
been awkward and strange
but ill keep going back though
to get a dose of fantasy
to go with my order
because she does make a
mean steak bomb
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