A religious coffee shop
inside an old bank and the owner's
making small talk with me about
the weather and he pours me
skim milk but forgets the sugar,
Crossroads cafe and I heard the
cake is very good from the only
other guy there, and they didn't even
bother to remodel for the cause
but just shoved the bendy straw in,
women, girls, overcast skies, overheating cars,
where do I rest my head
in the spring that's smelling like rain?
I decided not to go back inside
when I realized what had happened
and drove home for the sugar
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