CAFE LIFE
In one instant moment, as
quick as a hoodlum's wink,
the shallow shoals of constancy
were gone. Everything tipped;
new delegations of the swarm
began talking their junk. I was
watched the violet light refracted
along the ceiling, thinking it would
only last a moment as I sat - and
as the sun moves, and the time
of days re-adjusts all things,
as the noise subsides.
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