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Virgo Rising @ Starbucks
1
Unshaven.
In black and white.
Like cup of Pico Dark,
its evidence in limbo
stretches his senses
waiting in a niche,
the early wake
with bags of
roasted whole bean
retail.
2
Pastries.
In glass case display.
He holds a vigil to the
sound of ghost’d speak
watching passers-by
passing time & fail
to piped-in jazz,
while empty
sipping @ coffee’s
edges.
3
Slow drip.
Thru filter'd mind.
Like a glowing sunrise
from laptop Apple face
that steels his watch
in an anxious chill
like an epitaph,
sans a voice
sans her live warmth
scented.
NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
Unshaven.
In black and white.
Like cup of Pico Dark,
its evidence in limbo
stretches his senses
waiting in a niche,
the early wake
with bags of
roasted whole bean
retail.
2
Pastries.
In glass case display.
He holds a vigil to the
sound of ghost’d speak
watching passers-by
passing time & fail
to piped-in jazz,
while empty
sipping @ coffee’s
edges.
3
Slow drip.
Thru filter'd mind.
Like a glowing sunrise
from laptop Apple face
that steels his watch
in an anxious chill
like an epitaph,
sans a voice
sans her live warmth
scented.
NaPo/GloPoWriMo 2018
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