Cafe Royale, Friday Night

 
 

Waiting
not smoking
missing you

One dollar rent
and nothing to read
missing you

'This table not to be used for studying'
Across the room, a quiet youth
flouting the sign

Waiting
not thinking
missing you

A pair of women honestly gray
leaning over empty cups
laughing low

Waiting
not drinking
missing you

Faces on the walls in black and white
Two girls brush past my chair
looking up

Waiting
invisible
missing you

Whispers that blend to silence
with the white noise puff of espresso
smoothing the air

Peter appears
questioning
so you're here

 
   

 

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