Poem like it's 1999

A little piece taken from Milk Magazine (an archived issue: 1999)

Michael HAEFLINGER

sitting in the
café of
 our heroes: just
     walked along footprinted
           sidewalks                      gazing
                at the blue
           between the clouds: edit
as you
            run (the h
                            i
                              l
                                l
                                  s
          will stumble
                  you) up
                               into the next
neon glow: the regulars talk over
their heads
                   about the midwest and
world travel and agree suspiciously
              too much
                               with one
                                                another