Sipping coffee through
the early morning mist.
Sidewalks are lively—
Dogs are on leashes—
Kids going to school…
or the beach, hard to
tell from their attire.
A girl nibbles her croissant,
going through Variety.
She circles auditions,
setting herself up for
afternoon disappointment.
On the street, drivers honk
the horns of trendy road
cars without skipping a
breath on their cellphones.
The morning coffeephiles
come and go, all with:
The right sweat suits—
The right shoes—
The right haircuts—
The right aversion
of eye-contact—
The right amount of
self-importance.
The sun has begun to erupt…
I must take cover.