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to the world from a cafe on u street
inspired by Tim Seibles' “to the world from a restaurant”
it’s almost empty inside Mocha Hut
except for the folks on the couch
and a pair of couples at a side table
the crowd outside passes where
i stood a week ago with Derrick
& Fred, gawking at fleshy gourds
squeezed into Hip-Huggers
today, the lampposts sputter
their glow across asphalt, i’m alone
under low-lights as a man & woman
leave Erico’s across the street
clear skies this evening despite
the storm cloud following me lately
as i mope amongst love-sick addicts
with their arms around one another
the lady on the couch speaks
softly in her man’s ear, my nerves
kindle as i remember a lover’s
whispers canvassing my earlobe
or my tongue sucked into
the whirlpool of a woman
whose rye-colored
skin glinted in any light
i think of the week before
with Derrick & Fred, checking
the runway beauties, the three of us
barely a pulse on their radar
Last edited by The Pharcyde; 08-05-2005 at 11:48 AM.
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