Spitting mint foam into the white ceramic sink

Shoes dragging the mud on the floor mat

But the driver will not turn around

Youth is sitting in the back seat

Faded ink on the thermal paper

Ticket stub from zero nine in the drawer

Calendar turns but the clock is still

No one calls me the morning sun

He just left the bill

The waiter did not ask

He just left the bill

The waiter did not ask

The sofa cushions sink from the weight

Opening the door to the dark room

Keys are heavy in the right pocket

Looking at the three lines around the right eye

Lungs pulling the cold air hard

Climbing two flights of stairs in the winter coat

Calendar turns but the clock is still

No one calls me the morning sun

He just left the bill

The waiter did not ask

He just left the bill

The waiter did not ask

Water washing the shaved stubble away

The mirror stays quiet but it tells the truth

Putting the tweezers down on the glass shelf

Fingers find a silver thread in the black

He just left the bill

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