the blades of the exhaust
fan break to a halt
the neon OPEN is pulled
into sleep
upside down
stools on tables
form an assembly of antlers
the sweeper brooms
rhythmically like bringing
a raft ashore
light narrows into two
bright cones
transparent sand
hills at high noon
the windows suit up
with frilled white
drapes like a cowering matron
the sand hills submerge
into the black night
steel shutters surround the street
corner cafe like a fish net
the sweeper leaves
spilling smoke and whistles
in the street air
fan break to a halt
the neon OPEN is pulled
into sleep
upside down
stools on tables
form an assembly of antlers
the sweeper brooms
rhythmically like bringing
a raft ashore
light narrows into two
bright cones
transparent sand
hills at high noon
the windows suit up
with frilled white
drapes like a cowering matron
the sand hills submerge
into the black night
steel shutters surround the street
corner cafe like a fish net
the sweeper leaves
spilling smoke and whistles
in the street air
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