Strangers

strangers, poodle, drinking, coffee, moot

Strangers

dunking

doughnuts

impromptu

in

synchronized

tumultuous

rows

at

unfamiliar

dark

coffee bars

wielding

swift strokes

sketching

ever

widening

posters

of

heavy

drinking

floaters in a

cryogenic

tank

when

a

wonton

champagne

pink

best in

show

poodle

secretly

believes

it’s all moot

anticipating

cold weather

day

dreams.

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