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The Future Closed

Coffee Shop traveler
Caught
Between the beginning
And the end
Revolving
On a stool
Of broken dreams
Waiting
For a check
That never comes
Holding
A twenty-four hour vigil
For all who pass through
Dreading
A future sign that reads
  -WE'RE CLOSED

(Villanova Pennsylvania: May, 2015)


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