The Robbery

I feel foul till I get my morning
cosmic cappuccino.
I headed out.
it was a muggy day.
I passed the library and school yard.
suddenly two bodies came out
of Maggie's shoe and boot shop.
their eyes caught mine.
I froze. one guy held wads of cash.
I wanted to yell, snarl, scream.
say something slanderous.
jump, strike, fight, punch.
be a hero, but no.
I bit my lip and slipped into Starbucks.
eyed Maggie's from my table.
saw a woman with purple hair
pushing a baby carriage.
cops came.
a watchful crowd gathered.
I sipped my steaming Cappuccino.
felt calm.
ate my croissant.
took out my Agatha Christie book.
I glanced out the window.
the cops were sporting smiles.
they caught the crooks.
I turned to page one.
this is all the drama I want.