Carl Hauck
Coffee on the Rocks
A voice you used to love that you've grown to hateBreaks dawn's silence with its cheery strainThe rising steam carries heavy dreams awayAs sweat and tears flow softly down the drainThey'll be back tonight in the same placeAmongst a maze of cubicles you seeThe ebb and flow of worker beesWith name and rank written on their sleevesThe bulletins and answering machinesJust spew out syllables endlesslyPhantom collar soaked in rainStrident tweeter whistling more of the sameA crescent lamp above an empty lanePut the heartless clock and chopping block awayThey don't let you breathe the same, or so they sayOff with corks and caps and tabs and topsBottoms up, drink till you dropThe neon glows as the busboy mopsUp the ghostly remnants of earlier todayBut the marks you left are here, here to stay
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