Friday, June 6, 2025

In At Starbucks

I'm just remembering the man I was;
the stary eyed poet.

Prufrock - Lambertville, New Jersey
Bauhouse - Seattle, Washington

Those were a few of my favorite places,
but now I'm in this new Starbucks.

I'm sipping and pondering,
how great life will be.

I've still got this whole future,
and it beckons me to come now.


Michael Anthony Marsh
June 6, 2025
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