Lipstick <br />on a coffee cup <br /> <br />an ashtray <br />of half smoked cigarettes <br /> <br />twisted <br />in an agony <br /> <br />of being wanted <br />& not wanted <br /> <br />put out <br />angrily <br /> <br />a tissue streaked <br />with mascara‘d tears <br /> <br />a doodle <br />(meaning nothing) <br />on a napkin <br /> <br />a forgotten <br />half finished book <br /> <br />ash <br />floating <br /> <br />upon the scum <br />of coffee spilt <br /> <br />from the knocked <br />over coffee cup <br /> <br />a half dissolved <br />brown sugar cube <br /> <br />a little cache <br />of matches <br /> <br />advertising a Japanese <br />restaurant <br /> <br />the table <br />to be cleared up <br /> <br />by a young yawning <br />waitress <br /> <br />unaware that the couple <br />at table No.2 <br /> <br />have just <br /> <br />broken up.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/table-no-2/
