Waking In A Coffeeshop
The sun slants geometric on the floor,
Van Morrison drags the air,
Serbian troops surge forward,
And two old women sit and tell
The lives of relatives --
Their jobs, their marriages,
Births and deaths
Recounted at a trot
With shoes kicked off --
Statistics on estrogen.
The cup of Kenyan is just enough
To provoke the thought Don and Becky
Like the smell of leather better than most religions
And a good walk better than the rest:
Then it's time to do the laundry.
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