A Filipino crispy pork belly egg breakfast taco
In Greenwich Village on a perfectly warm summer Friday night
A table for two
Next to tables for more
Filled with straights
Medical students
Drunk girls
Cow towing to the men they sit with
Tight shorts from online shopping
And New Year's plans
And weekend houses
The drunk girl makes animal bird like noises
Calls everyone "Baby"
And shhhshes everyone
Even though she is the loudest person in this restaurant
A gay ghost walks by
Wandering to a table for two
In the back corner of a patio
On a perfectly warm summer night
A pair of finance bros sits at the high top
They speak directly to each other
A couple, on a date, sit comfortably close to each other on the other end of the high top table
Gay ghosts are harder to find
Because that what happens to us
On perfectly warm summer nights
In a city like this
But I do see them
Walking by
Looking in on patios
Lit by strung lights and Pride flags
Because why the fuck not?
On a night like this
In a city like that serves
Filipino crispy pork belly and egg breakfast tacos.
*And then, Britney Spear's "Crazy" starts playing almost from another time, another world.
I bop as I eat my Filipino crispy pork belly and egg breakfast taco.
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