05 oct 2018, The Monocle Café

Updated: Oct 15, 2019

Latte.


Watching people go by.


Some are like sparks in the air,

a beauty you never got the chance

to fully understand.


Others are prison guardians

and how you feel about them

depends on what side of the cell door you're on.


Others, more,

feel like a chance you never took,

the Hello you never uttered.


All of them are possibilities

reminders of possible futures

and of the many, many doors

you could have had the keys to.




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