Drinking coffee
Watching the time
Yesterday I was too early
There is twenty-percent off in the sale
Mother, and son, question, then answer
She has searching eyes, he wonders
How will others see me in this
All the window seats are taken
The man behind me, in the queue
A regular it transpires
Reserved his seat before ordering
It was the seat which I had had my eye on, yet
With the calmness of a meditator
I took the sofa furthest from the window
And it seems, with that, a new trend was begun
Away from the sun, away from
Distractions caused by the pedestrians walking by
Steps then taken, back into the shadows
Retreat into the stillness, of quieter times
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