ENTER:CAFE
Sky
only shadow over,
following
the bird language,
wings of a Jamesian
mourning dove
reckless Sumatra tea
with a honey cake
windows washed
by a kitchen boy
two playing chess
speak Russian
doing math with
a child genius
a limping spoon
of constant delight
an actor and his heroine
reciting Racine
a once Sartrean comedian
thinks everyone else is crazy
a Beckett look alike
writes his play in braille
dark voices as a woman
accepts a stranger's ring
outside:
Scores of people
at seven A.M.
want a breakfast
of French waffles
and a ladyfinger
is enraptured
someone wall writes
graffiti:
Like loneliness is
a personal aroma.
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