Sitting In Coffee Shops

Listening to Henson, and re-reading Ibsen,
Scalding lattes, burnt mouth- cold nights, numb fingers
A table for one, one paper cup, one chair
Tired eyes – silent phones
Dusty shoes and wrinkled clothes
Italian coffee – English weather
Just another day.

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