Electric tones echo ear to ear
Over upbeat music playing near
Neutralizing bouncing rhythms
Merging lyrical abstractionisms.
Clouds of coffee permeate breath
Drowning out the scent of stress
Yet lolling aches and stomach pains
Surface from torrents of life’s hard rain.
The tangles of thoughts should melt away
Replaced by coffee, electric sway
Yet as they melt, the seas just rise
Demanding sanity’s demise.
And so the layers merge as one
Become a night that’s never done:
The light of day cannot emerge
Until the cloudy thoughts disperse.
Photo: Max Pixel