small-city coffee
shop; a body inhales
deeply, lustily,
nose plunged into
a bag of lightly
roasted coffee beans.
says, “smells
good. smells very
good, actually”.
barista smiles
a mercantile smile,
not really at all
caring. oh
lord let me make
this rent. oh
god let my mind be
an open field.
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