coffeehouse

from one to another

like portland to church

the similar sounds of hacking

away at keyboards

and pocket change

stumptown vineyards on centinela

between the stops of costume shop wigs

and mitsuwa's noodles and 

depositing 

my measely attempts at survival

from nursing houses

filled with playwrights and jewish high society

of santa monica

and manhattan

beach cities

lunchbreaks driving wildly

to do 

chores that keep

me from waking up earlier than noon

because reading is better

in afternoon light

right before 

you clock 

in for 

work.

--ann