Synchronicity stops

Cogs turn, missed click
Metal teeth grind
Against the beat

Synergy of life abounds
All around us, and yet
Is out of reach

Degrees of connection
Warm my feet
Coincidence lurks on well-lit streets

Tingling of nose tells
Opportunity a pop up stall
Till its flimsy walls fall flat

No matter about that
Cool your toes in sparkling springs
Curl inside a woollen coat

Though novelty may cause a thrill
Normality a tonic for chills
From cool far-off glance of lands of never-will
OrangePete’s Cafe in Queenstown Tasmania

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