From where I sit there's a garden. My eyes on greens and skyward. "Thank you for waiting," says the woman laying down my lunch.
"No, no. I enjoyed the wait."
*
Inside I'm dancing. If it's any good, a dance song will make you move, and move you while you're sat on a chair, waiting.
*
Except for flights, classes, meetings and meet-ups, I always arrive late.
*
Taking my meals this way is the only luxury I can afford. I see to it that I arrive early. To think, to read, to gaze out the window if I were lucky to have that seat. Sometimes I write. Sometimes nothing. If I were truly lucky, I was waiting for you.
Dinner isn't food on plate, it's the only real thing that's also an escape.
*
(Inspired by Connan Mockasin's Forever dolphin love and the sleeve art Connan made himself for the Erol Alkan rework of the song. Samurai gourmet has also greatly influenced the opening fragment.)
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