Cold Day Dreams

 

City sidewalk cafe

Crispy fried chicken

A sweet girl talking

All smiles and black hair full of curls

 

So familiar in her long black coat

Down and nylon

Is she the one serving?

Somehow I know her

 

From a dream or awake?

She asks about some children

As they play on the street

And I am awake

 

As she lingers within me

 

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