Two Widows Having Coffee
Soft gray hair
Worn silver bands
Seated at a two-top
Neither looking at their phones.
I can’t hear them and
I don’t read lips so
guessing their chat is
of grandkids and pets.
One gently sips her coffee
while the other talks continuously,
then stops as they both
stare out the front window.
Dressed to the Nines
Pierced earrings and boots.
Each with gray Down Vests
keeping their conversation warm.
I slowly rise and walk by
to attend to nature’s business,
overhearing one softly say,
“I felt like killing the fucker!”
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