There is a
new tenant on Piedmont Ave
He has taken
over the now vacant Starbucks on the corner of 41st.
I guess that
there was not that enough money to be made there
By the hour,
by the square foot, per barista
Selling coffee
For Starbucks
Across the
side street
Gaylord’s
coffee eeks out a living
Selling coffee
that Russ roasts himself
And has very
young people serve to us
Behind his censored
mural
Along the wall
Where some
guests sit outside and smoke
When it is
raining,
There are no
tables on 41st street
And the new
tenant in the old Starbucks
Finds his
shelter almost dry
With room
for his bag and bicycle
His blonde
hair
Half beard
Youthful face
And obvious
distress
Are all
familiar to me
I’ve seen
him around
He has lived
on Piedmont Ave. for a while
Just not at
Starbucks
On a rainy
day
