Poetry: Karl in the Coffee Shop

Karl in the Coffee Shop

Somewhere along the way I find
contentment beside the
couple at the café, happily dazed in marital
stupor, contemplating their thousandth crossword,
the epic 9-letter author,
minimalist piano composition…

Counting down minutes and refills behind the painted window, | 6-letter word for gong, blond moment when I realize that a repeat sign is the only appropriate formal tendency among friends,

And while you process the completion of another row, repeating the tenth chord of Wed until 42 across doesn’t align with Uruguay, I begin to understand that electing my barista and listening to 70s folk pop

Could be the most logical solution to date. – ADB