Espresso Vivace Roasteria

901 East Denny Way
October 29, 1995

I sit near the window ledge
on a barstool without a back;
forced to look out the window
or slouch.

I see the leaves on the trees
wave Hello, then motion for me to have a seat.
They joke, Don't worry, we're still green.

They taunt me,
Oh, you think you have an imagination,
you from the East Coast,
but East Coast leaves are falling.

We are the ones hanging and laughing.
They wave their leaves with pride.
We brave the daily task of living.
We are the ones with imagination.