The Apartment ...

Whilst Sophie measured out the Lavazza, I lolled upon the blue sofa, before a wall of books - 

Outside, the pristine boulevard was free of traffic save for early morning cyclists -  

I watched young fathers cycle side by side with their fearless infants - 

The high ceilinged apartment could have been the setting for a film directed by a nervy auteur - 

I stood up, to look down Madvig Alle - 

What would it be like, I wondered, to live in this austere city, sipping coffee in a minimalist cafe?

I would wear a black raincoat, like Paul's, and call myself Jens - 

09.06

Friday 15 April 2016

13 Madvig Alle

Frederiksberg

Copenhagen