breakfast nook
what is he thinking, this man
who sits across the table from me
sipping strong black coffee?
i listen to his eyes that speak
outside confusion and uncertainty
but one utterance
now
rain washes clean the space between
this moment and the last
and the next
opening rooms
on the fragrance
of wild roses
pb © 6 may 2013
O O O O O O O
what is he thinking, this man
who sits across the table from me
sipping strong black coffee?
i listen to his eyes that speak
outside confusion and uncertainty
but one utterance
now
rain washes clean the space between
this moment and the last
and the next
opening rooms
on the fragrance
of wild roses
pb © 6 may 2013
O O O O O O O
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