first in for lunch
at monte carlo pizza
two pastas we chose were so so,
served on metal plates, not charming.
the boss now 20 years later
is wider, heavy, worn.
the house soon packed as always.
a waiter remembered us, and we him.
memories of the white-walled place
stirred a taste of long ago,
nearly forgotten good time evenings,
perhaps nevermore to re-kindle.
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