THE MAN WHO USED TO BE:

Ties his hair in a peanut on the back of his head

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WHAT GOES AROUND:

He ignored us,
Spreading flamboyantly into the room,
The room was full of gloom

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FRONT OF BACK:

The waiter had his back to us,
I offered him an olive branch

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SLIPPERS:

I asked what you were thinking,
You said,
“Not”,
You alone had experience,
As we slipped into the night

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FOOD FOR THOUGHT:

When we came to go you asked,
“Should I leave a tip?’
You used to be a waitress,
So the question was deep

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EVERYONE WAS LOADED:

Was the food safe?
Or did he give a sign to the kitchen?
As plates appeared through a hole in the wall,
Festooned with photographs,
Like a shrine

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MORE ABOUT THE WAITER:

The waiter had a natural gift,
For ignoring us,
Every time I tried to catch his eye,
And when he came to take our orders he cracked jokes,
Loosely veiled

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PASSING THE HAT:

The waiter had an attitude,
But nothing on the desert menu worth ordering,
The clientele sang along with the entertainer,
As young men in feathered hats danced out of time

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ILLUSIONIST OR MAGICIAN?:

Here comes the driver with a wooden head,
Into the tunnel beneath the mountain,
When he comes out that will be our sign

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THINGS CLOSE UP LOOK FAR AWAY:

It’s an optical illusion,
How do you make that happen?

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