Poncho

It’s 3a.m. on a Tuesday.

Most citizenry is still in bed.

Not so at the last watering hole for coffee at Spadina and Queen.

Here a man dressed in a poncho asks me, “Is everyone crazy?”

He has that crazy smiling charm which has probably worked well enough for him up until now but I’m at the point where; I’m just wondering if he’s armed.

A drag queen yells something behind poncho guy which diverts his attention from me and I go back to getting what I came for.

It occurs to me that I should probably give up coffee for so many reasons.

Dennis Mantin

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