Chocolate drips start to settle into a overlapping, melon, blue sky.
By now the signs plastered on the bus read: 6am.
Sleeping intoxication awake to the sound of ticking and tapping on the benches.
Mr. Jackson smiles as he starts the ignition.
Slow sips of creamy, mocha chocolate cappuccino alert him!!.
Doors Ajar!!
Sweet cool air is shattered
Mechanic grease smells linger, mixed with coffee breath and cigarettes.
A waitress zips her hoody and smears passion colors on her lips.
Canes make way and isles are cleared
Head phones on, backpack in the next seat
As he drives by, he reads the café sign that says: Dine In Today!!
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Tanea Hill
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