lowlit and smoky, my
home is the second
booth from the back,
the one that overlooks
an busy road and an empty
parking lot
(it's always empty).

here we can sit for hours,
talking and laughing,
smoking and eating, our
conversations mingling
in with those around us.
coffee poured into brown
ceramic mugs is our key
to freedom and serenity,
for here we find peace.

seasons change but
the people inside stay
the same, immortalized in
the waitresses, serving
with a smileā€¦the regulars
at the counter, bantering
'til daylight. we fit in
perfectly fine