Without a companion or laptop <br />or even a book or newspaper, <br />his skinny frame sits hunched up <br />in old jeans and a sweatshirt, <br />green ski cap on his head, <br />at a stiff right angle to the table, <br />as though there isn't space for him <br />in the room or in the world. <br /> <br />His small paper cup of coffee <br />in front of him on the table <br />exactly centered on his napkin, <br />he gazes out into the air.<br /><br />Max Reif<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/10new-portrait/
