Ah to be so young and pretty
He looked at me as if I had
just stumbled in from the soup line
and into the coffee shop
where he worked behind
the counter. He was young
and gay and had no use for
an old man like me. I ordered
a coffee and he took the money
from my hand and gave both
the money and my hand a look
as if we were both diseased.
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