at the coffee shop I wait & wait
people come in
&
people go with coffee in hand
me sitting by the window
with coffee on table
time ticking by
sometimes fast
sometimes slow
but 15 minutes become 60
I wait
& wait
& wait
I start to write
& I wait
coffee almost done
& my skin now smelling like coffee too
but I don't mind
to me it is a pleasant smell
the sun now is setting
the darkness now is coming in
through tall buildings and tall windows
and here I sit
I continue to wait
with coffee being part of my tan skin
-e
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