Coffee Break Draft
Love the li’l muffins–go ahead and pour–
Little muffins left me wanting more–
Another cup of coffee. Sitting near the door
Turn off your phone to a collective moan–
We enter the present, the known unknown.
What passes for the mind
In the 21st computerized century
Empties in the electronic stillness
Shuddering to a halt.
Silence. Spoons clink against ceramic.
No Styrofoam or plastic here.
Talk, usually intense, becomes desultory.
In the quiet we can
hear the cowbirds
see the wind
watch our wandering thoughts.
BONG the clock chimes the end of our idyll
Time to return to digitizing our heritage
And budgeting the worth of our work.