ayurvedium

ode to starbucks

i sit in judgement
on the market square
i have my favorite table
and i have my chair
the natives are friendly and
the sun flies high
all kinds of crazy waiters
they go drifting by

hours last forever
in the calliandra shade
conversation going nowhere
and yet everywhere
kick off those sad shoes
and let the bare toes tingle
slip off the shoulder strap
loosen the thick, black hair


electric afternoon and
shrill cellphones are mating
the lame dog is dreaming,
dreaming of a better life
where bed is fluffy pillows,
table scraps are filet mignon
flicked indiscretely
by the lazy waiters knife

come, sit with me and
take decaf designer coffee
come, laugh and listen
as the ragamuffin children play
a lame dog and a black cat
now they shuffle in the shadows
and there's the cappuccino grrl
on a short skrrt day