AT RIPE RESTAURANT

a poem by Lee Emmett, Australia - poetry writer, author, poet

at Ripe restaurant
waiters rush
around with plates
never a hush
no time tor them
to sit, reflect
all customers
great service expect
getting nearer
to closing time
floors to sweep
before clock-chime
stack the chairs
scrub the sink
polish each glass
in less than a blink
collect the money
as clients leave
with this sort of work
there's no reprieve
I sit back
with almond croissant
and marvel how fast
their jobs are done
bring in tables
from outdoor area
being polite to all
- there's nothing hairier
piped music
picks up pace
to speed them on
their crazy race

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