Sunday, May 28, 2023

SUBWAY By Wayne F. Burke


I told the guy making my sandwich
not to ask me any more questions
and he said "will that be all?"
I said "ring it up so I can get out
of here." He said "excuse me?"
I said "you heard me, I don't
stutter." He said "I am just asking
questions." I said "no you're not
you're harassing me." He said
"take your change and leave!"
I said "thanks asshole" and
I walked to the door. He said
"have a good day!" I said "fuck you!"
He waved.





Wayne F. Burke's poetry and prose has been widely published in print and online (including in THE RYE WHISKEY REVIEW). He was nominated for a Pushcart by THE DOPE FIEND DAILY in 2022. He lives in Vermont (USA).

No comments:

Post a Comment

the white horse tavern has gone to the dogs By John Grochalski

you can’t even get inside because there’s some fat lady  blocking the door eating a caesar salad with dressing on her chin tourists crowd th...