one of the best restaurants in my town
seats, at most, about twenty-five;
we were there tonight, and this:
my stars! was that food good —

a group of four came in, first time,
and “special ordered” like you do
when ordering commodities :
knowing they wouldn’t like the taste
of food they’d never ever had before.

because, it’s all the same, you see;
when you prejudge, it always saves you
recognizing anything as new –
outside your categories –

like people do with restaurants, and

with other people

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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