rooftop
breakfast al fresco
at a downtown bistro
sunday morning sun
shining sweetly
neither street sounds below
nor slight southerly breeze
affecting the eggs benedict
or belgian waffle or freshly brewed
hazelnut coffee
the impending winter storm
[months yet away]
merely a figment
of anyone’s imagination
november two thousand twenty-four
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