Automat

Sitting at a table; coffee bound
Alone, and occupied in thought
One glove on still, the other off
Orange hat glowing in the dark

Focused eyes without a spark
Sad and still; what did hound
her in this automat? Ought
she be a victim of love?

Has she lost the one glove?
Without giving it a mark
Without looking around
Vanished but not sought

She and him: quarreled, fought
Tears, goodbye, the parting tough
Running away from the park
A rescue place at the table found

Love bound and deep in thought
Mourning it off in the sultry dark

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http://www.edwardhopper.net/automat.jsp Automat, a 1927 painting by the American realist painter Edward Hopper.

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