Morning Haze

Dark hair wind-blown;

pale skin, clean-shaven.

In inky jeans

and grey peacoat

a bit too heavy

for the weather.

At the counter,

ordering coffee.

When he turns,

Roman nose

in profile.

He looks at odds

with the morning:

dazed brown eyes,

mouth without

discernible expression.

Student probably,

who just woke up

and ventured out,

unsure of the day

and its agenda,

his plan, himself.

But to his credit,

at least he orders

like an adult–

an actual coffee,

not sugary milk.

 

Copyright 2014

T. Allen Culpepper

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