Friday, November 18, 2005

Hoping For Normal

“Remember I love you,”
she said.
Then she got up from the table
with her Gucci bag
and walked away.
He just sat there
licking the foam off his cappuccino
waiting for his next blind date to arrive,
hoping she might be normal.
Her name was Madelyn.
She was a blonde dental hygienist
from Iowa
who scrapped plaque off of teeth
for a living.
She noticed his immediately.
She told him they were stained
from too much coffee.
Then she reached into her purse
and handed him a coupon
for a ten percent discount
if he ever wanted to get them bleached.
He said he’d think about it.
But they both knew
he’d never see her again,
in or out of the chair.

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