No Uber this morning

I was running 45 minutes early

But still too rushed to finish

An excellent cup of coffee

Sitting on my deck five stories high

While writing a poem.

Instead, I sit canceled

By three Uber drivers

Watching small cars on my phone

on a bench at the side of the road.

A man walking four corgies

No leashes except a treat or two.

Three of the four corgies

Stay close to him

Eager for a treat.

The fourth always seems

On the verge of being left behind

He lingers soaking up the fragrances

Of a city sidewalk

And the shoes of a man

Waiting for an Uber.