spoon on the little dish that
what’s my purpose?
it doesn’t know it just
gets beat beat beat
filled with sugar and cream and
those little packets of salt.
It’s raining outside and people are lethargic
fall girls in their coats that over lap
coats and more coats.
Boots made of leather and rubber
boots made with lots of sole.
People are preparing to close themselves down
break themselves apart
store themselves away.
I’ll take an extra shot of espresso
beat beat beat
the men next to me in their wool hats are nodding a lot
and I have my headphones on so they think I can’t hear
but I can’t.
The sounds from the room are bouncing off one another and forming a
vortex of confusion
waves crashing into one another and coming back as complete nonsense.
I catch a word now and then
I told her
These men have a lot of money and they don’t have anything to spend it on so
they order another drink and stay a while longer.