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These cafeterias have an emptiness

        that can never cease

This can of iced tea would be better

        were it a glass of wine

         or a can of beer

It puts me in a desolate position

         of loneliness

I’m glad the room is largely empty

       as it eases some of the pain

I guess I’ll be glad when I finally get

          out of this place

No chitter chatter to resound like

              a lonely bum

I suppose that acts upon my soul

          and leaves me alone

I wonder and I cry but for now

         I’ll just roll along

This can of iced tea eases down

          and I have

          nothing left to say