As crispy as
transcendent annoyance,
as bready as a scone-
level commitment,
slightly warm,
prepared to pause
and cause claws
to shave down according
to the grain of the sidewalk.
Concrete can also
be a place where
the tools of the blade
set themselves aside
and divide deride denied
no more, for the shore
is the sure bet,
the place that may erode
but it always
loves the water
from wherever the lap
luxuriates, astringent,
like an old cup
filled with somewhat new
caffeine.