gross and sticky late in the day
a film so grimy
a table so small,
small and at a mall
a mall that is two generations past its prime
hundreds of drips of spit and drool.
mixed with the remnants of spilled soda
blood dripping from fresh teenage wounds inflicted by dare, control, or just plain picking off a scab
and the occasional puss from open wounds completes the experience of a food court table at the old mall
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