At the pick-up window the girl with the headset
said they were brewing a fresh pot and asked me to
pull over into this space and someone would
bring my coffee to me.
That was few years ago now.
My son graduated from high school last May
and in August my wife served me with papers.
I heard that I got called for jury duty back in ’09.
The battery died when I was listening to
the Titans-Packers game in ’08 and I’d still like to know
how that turned out. Got word that we
elected a new president. From bumper stickers
I take it that we are still in Iraq.
I could use some new reading material and
I bet I’ve missed some good movies. The holidays
have been pretty forgettable; I didn’t
even put up a tree this year.
I’m wishing now I had backed into this space
so instead of facing the side wall
of the dry cleaners I’d be looking out of
my windshield through the rain at
gray things that have some semblance of
life and movement to them, like clouds
and bare trees, people slumped in
overcoats, tires moving on pavement.
I take my coffee with cream and sugar.
--rLp--
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