There are friendly cafes and there was this one
a friendless cafe near the station
dirty floor, cracked begging for help
counter chair upholstery
couple of fake leather chairs; torn
through the practically opaque grimy windows
reflections of light gleaming off
eastbound speeding train as it passes
carrying office worker zombies home in the evening
winds of change blew but whereas
some people got silver dollars, I got a penny
outside in the stillness
a couple quarrels on bench
her in red snazzy coat, him in old blue windbreaker
stretched out black knit hat
love is one strange cat
30.16 and fair one day
28.90 and stormy the next
seemingly in the blink of an cat’s eye
starting with a whisper and ending in an avalanche
out of control frontal boundaries
blowing in off the ocean; nor’easters
