a spoon
gently drags
across the
bottom of
a bowl. the
lovers laugh.
the servers
are leaning
against the
walls and
glass windows;
the water in
the aquarium
glistening
in sunlight.
afternoons
at the diner
are peculiar
and quiet.
visibly warm
— the air
outside.
inside —
condensation
on the table,
through
the cloth.
interesting
things don't
happen here;
just this
over again.
a man leans
back in his
chair and
scribbles
in his
notebook.
a waitress
twiddles
her thumbs.
i ask for
another cup
of coffee.