Copyright Julia Bydulia.
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You give me a warning:
learn to drive.
And then I slide out of the seat
and into the booth
that you reserved with
your purse and a broken
napkin dispenser.
Four of us with dollars to change
ready to be spent on
unruly, unblinking machines
who will gobble them up
faster than we can manage
to feed them.
Who cares?
I'll empty my pockets
for a trio of circular promises
that can follow our fingertips
and lead our palms
into memories we are making
for days when we want to reminisce.
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