Writing in a Cafe

naked food
bottle tops and the curve 
of old silver teapots
book stacks
fruit racks
pomegranate spilling pink

barrista’s roar
gleaming saucepans
the smell of coconut milk
wooden chairs in hospital green
quiet chatter
loud music

the packing crates
form uneven shelves
like sums
to the bottom line

all watched
by a dog
in a fur coat

Written for Twiglet #300

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