Jazz at Starbucks


​John Coltrane,
​Stockholm I think.
​With Miles Davis.
​My mind travels to
​charted places.
​The scent of vanilla
​snow in the air.
​All those notes
​lazily flowing.
​And everything past
​is now displayed.

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