Jasmine green tea
Is enough
Of a drug
For me
As I can’t help
But bob my head
And bounce
To the electronic music
In my headphones
Standing at my desk
Looking through
The ten-foot-tall windows
That show Denver
In winter
The flat buildings tops
Are all white
With snow
Bright
And blinding
I squint
Smoke billows
From the icicle-bearded
Pipes
And AC units
The crane stands
Erect and idle
January 06, 2022 at 10:22AM