one sip left
Coffee House - Tea House
safe from the cold and snow
sitting, don't know what posthumous means
peace is a powerful orchestra
man walking mid-street
conversation about karate class,
conversation about flirting
probability says that someone is looking at you
cigarettes outside (not me), tea, more cigarettes,
and jokes
humor evolves with the years
what was funny in 1982 isn't as funny now
apple cider getting close to gone-
better start planning my next move
everyone coming in looks to see who you are,
sitting there by the window
suspicious now, maybe someone's talking about you
but probably you only wish that
room slowly empties, goodbyes are said
one sip left
do you stay? do you leave?
people hugging outside the window
and seconds later again down the street
come on, think of a plan
don't want to look like you're waiting for something
but you are
someone, something, anything
you didn't really come here just for the hot apple cider
“no poem, you're right, that's not why I came here”
just then, a girl barges in, you make eye contact,
and she says she's drunk
but not to you
~
2001