rainy day coffee

Wet tires hiss in street

Light rain drums window

Coffee shop voyeur – notebook in hand

Couples talk in low voices

Groups laugh, cajole, share stories

While devotees pray at laptop altars

They read posts about exhibits in museums

Curated, static moments

Locked in fabric, stone and paint

Posed and moved from room to room

The same tomorrow and the next day,

The next year, the next century…

Silently inferring that somehow, someone,

Somewhere, sometime is better than

You, me, our lives, our place in time

Come find me and sit where

Wet tires hiss in the street and

Rain drums on a coffee shop window

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