a poem by Joshua Coffman

Sunlight on my shoulders
Fragrance in the air.
Faded country music
Faux leather chair.

Enter at the gate then
Cross the gravel yard
Park behind the building.
While watched by a guard.

Ask them for direction
Quiet, sit and wait

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