coffee cake

walking in with a gym bag
and immediacy
he unloads his wears
several paper backs with potential
he regards the cook books as the most special offers
i notice one on coffee cake,
and chance to guess
"do you like coffee cake?"
i ask the slim kinda wired fellow with the sunglasses and beaded
choker
"oh yeah"
his eyes light up
"and did you try any of these recipes"
unsure where he is getting these books
"oh yeah, not just coffee cake, special chocolate raspberry coffee cake"
he dosn't say "can you dig it"
but it is implied
just the thought of this guy cooking anything let alone coffee cake, fills me to the brim
how could i not buy it
for a moment in time
we meet,
a safe, savoury moment
full and fragrant
of imaginary kitchens
and dreams of coffee cakes