Disko Cafe

The scent of dried maple

Stain the pages of this notebook

A warm sigh of air 

Escapes me 

I melt into the bench 

My body limp in the 

Coffee shop

Hunched over

Fingers cramp 

Gripping this book

Keeping it from 

Wandering eyes 

Sweet magnolia of 

Violin concerto 

Tunes in the radio

Whistling flutes 

Carried by a tenor sax

Caressed by highats 

Swiftly coming to  ok

An end

Cotton tees, jacquard knit

Not a jean in sight

Teakwood furniture 

An array displayed

Of catalogues

Architectural digest

Magazines 

Simple quests for life

Jazzy pages 

Newspapers stacked 

Persian rug spread along

The coffee shop

Warm lights guide our eyes 

To the fancy candy on the walls