Tuesday, January 26, 2010

coffee and smokes; pipes and blintzes

sleeping in you'll miss this morning:
the ones who havent slept and still want to speak about the world
the leaving ones in their absorptive urgency
the en-joyful ones refilling their coffee to side their bagels

and the magic that happens over cutting fruit
laughing the first movements of the day through

every man has his way

how do you say juice in italian?
or mandarin, or australian

teach me before you disappear forever
for that's an awfully long time.

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