Fiona Davidson - Black Coffee

The flow of traffic diverts
My racing thoughts to watch
As life moves by so fast
Suspended in a bubble of care
I can feel you slip away
To hide behind your eyes
You place yourself outside
The range of us mere mortals
Blankness greets each question
We think to throw your way
And so I sit and wait for you
To look above the parapet
Of the wall you build so high
Black coffee and cigarettes
The only comfort left to me

Fiona Davidson

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