Snowy day has created empty cafe.

Behind is left bagel plus lox as lone customer races storm home atop driving box.

Lights left illuminated as ‘hello’ to brekkie’s fly cause less a stir than lignivorous bugs of cabriolet’s woods of ply.

Voluble appliances still buzz in the k-place, but same cannot be said for ghostly guests not in room of lived space.

Wagon wintles in wintry weather as weary-head weeps—before turning trek towards tried tavern’s tables for trouble-letting bleeps. ; )