2 dollar coffee
alone with my dancing thoughts
brown leaves
under my feet
and hanging bells
of white flowers
stain the air
brown knobs of branches
undressing themselves
bark hanging in the wind and trembling
the branches curves around each other
a secret hug
in icy swirls
and cold twists
and curves
against the gray blue
another cup of coffee
is another smile
a hint of something better
that will play on your face
for awhile
another book
dark blue paper cup
like a abandoned bookmark
on the sidewalk
a place where you were
a reflection
of nothingness
that has so much value
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