sitting in dark coffee house
in worn torn leather chair facing the window
so I could see and be seen
drinking my trendy brewed drip from recycled paper cup
looking at people passing by - some young some old
looked like they were just trying to be distracted by something
dogs on leash looked bored
this guy came in and had a look about him
like young dizzy gillespie
black glasses, goatee, beret looking type of hat
got his drink and sat down across from me
looking at his phone while he sipped
figured this guy just had to play jazz
be in some kind of a band, bassist I would guess
looked like a cool dude to hang out with
tip a few back and listen to some charlie parker
or stan getz, bill evans
discuss fusion and sun ra
so I asked him if he played jazz
he looked at me blankly and shook his head
I told him he looked like a jazz musician and I was just wondering
he didn’t say anything
just looked down at his phone and was probably thinking wtf
who the **** is this guy?
disappointment city!
in an alternate universe we coulda been friends and hung out
rebuffed, I turned around and threw my cup in the trash and went out the door
to join the dogs on the sidewalk
and others in search of holy distraction
