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Quiet Spaces With an Easy Listening Playlist
On a lazy Sunday afternoon
I seek the still spaces
without the din of human voices,
where I can write freely
without babies crying
or teenagers talking on cell phones.
Like out-of-the-way coffee houses
with a fresh pastry selection,
an easy-listening playlist
and good customer service,
without stragglers or bad characters,
a place compatible with harmony,
fresh air through open windows,
on a lazy Sunday afternoon.
Give me a warm caffeinated beverage,
a no-talking zone,
no drama beyond this point —
quiet as a library without schoolchildren.
Only the soft sounds of smooth jazz,
a place to hear a calming vibe,
musical notes floating above my head,
fingers gently crossing over keys.
No blare of the big-screen TV,
no commercials selling unwanted items,
and traffic’s flashing red lights
or parades going by.