Kindall Gray
Tucson, AZ

The Clink

“Get moving,”

says the customer,

and the customer

is always certain

of his own rights

and never yours.

This guy in his

Armani shark suit

Must think that I

Was born for this,

A girl without

Any immediate needs

Apart from refilling

His carbonated drink.

Maybe I was bred to be

An A-1 fast food girl

In a hamburger clink.

“Speed it up,” says he,

and I move

faster still,

a brilliant performer,

and as I work,

I wonder how it came to be

That pride was my old friend

And shame my new disease.

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