Another adventure at the Sherman Cafe, my writing haunt....
The Undertaker Takes His Lunch
*** Observed at the Sherman Café, Somerville, Mass.
The undertaker delicately wipes his mouth another repast has passed. He scans the tabloid- no need to note the obits. And in his seemingly flawless black suit I detect-- perhaps a shadow, nothing more than a commonplace stain.
And that seam seems... well, a bit frayed merely a subtle ...
yes, that's it
an innuendo of wear.
The undertaker runs his well-veined hand through the shoe polish in his hair--
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