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Coffee House Chatter
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Life Yes, there you go again
Finding yourself sitting,
Listening to the
Coffee house chatter,
Sometimes necessary
For that moment
Of solitary everything.
Needed for a common saneness
Between us.
And you stare out the window
At a torn world,
Damn, winter ripped right through here.
“I’ll have a Café Mocha Grande
With Skim, minus the froth, extra cinnamon.”
Where do they come up with this
Shit.
Yes there you go again
Finding yourself sitting
Listening to the
Coffee house chatter,
Criticizing the kind of person
You wanna be.
But at the same time you don’t,
Cause you’re not.
Something’s not right here.
And yes, there you go again
Finding yourself sitting,
Listening to the
Coffee house chatter
Starring at me, wondering
What I’m thinking.
As I stare blankly
Through your eyes
Occupied with my own reality.
