This Cafe – Poem

I sit alone

Like a flower in a bouquet, squeezed

Together with other fruit laptops,

Fresh haircuts and heart-shaped coffees, pleased

 

As the conversations are as casual as

A bee’s hum buzzing into my ears, even better

It is an improved silence, adjusted

To fit my mood, as it fits the weather

 

Comfort overwhelms me, as I listen

This community, this cafe, everyone

Alone, yet together

Author: amandwrites

The ordinary, expressed in poetry and in stories, is supposed to be special.

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