Early morning October Canticle
In the early morning of a premature October chill
I left my home where heat was pumping
the pipes hissing, coughing, protesting their call to duty;
I walked into sunshine, then into
a crowded train where the air conditioning still worked. I still had to stand.
I wondered about another cup of coffee before class until i yawned and
decided caffeinated would be the best answer.
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