Monday, March 15, 2010

March 15th

Too late to catch
my usual train
this morning, I find

I have a few
minutes to kill.
I buy myself a coffee.

“How’s that, Boss,
light and sweet?” asks
the coffeeman.

“No. Black today,"
I say, stacking five
shiny new dimes

on his counter.
I wonder if he knows
Caesar is dead?

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