Silent, staring,
they sit quietly
looking about.
Each lost in mysterious thought
occasionally broken
by brief comment,
a yawn, a stretch.
Sitting with leg crossed,
hand to chin
fingering an invisible beard.
Newspaper slowly scanned.
Girls quickly inspected.
Space, line, form
contemplated
feminine if available
architectual if not.
In somber, unserious wait
the morning's passing is shared.