#2,673 Less

Less exudes from tap-tap
times – reduction of word
play my current sweating
off – loose prose-like talks
to no one I wish to know –
those sour faces ‘cross [in
these Sussex towns] – Sip
a cooling coffee once – sit
in that cafe of beige-worn
disappointments as aged
faces re-crease with each
day lost – they stir choices
with teaspoons & tongues
[rattled-chatter tastes fine
by gossip’s sweetener] – A
town of vulgar customers
& verse readers – exegetes