Poulsbohemian Coffee House

The Poulsbohemian Coffeehouse


The day slowly enlarges, as the light beams in.

Cars drift past the front window,

and the shop door grunts open and closes,

as the sunlight rushes the tide out like a shredded ghost.

And I observe my coffee cup and spoon…

like a small spa for the muffin vacationing.

And I think, ‘If we all just stopped,

would all we hear is friendly chatter, all around?’


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