tumble weed in the streets,
K street streaked with
salty whiteness no cars,
angle parking on 9th
for church crowds,
empty restaurants sit you by
the window, leave
the coffee pot to its own devices,
or yours,
it's superbowl sunday,
all's quiet,
all are in worship,
chilling the beer,
unbuttoning the pants,
saying the prayer,
waiting for the kick-off,
release.
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