Of overpriced coffee and commercialized conversation

A sip, and then, a momentary freezing of the brain…a stuck icelet, and finally, exasperation

random punctuation on a conversation glazed over..

a red menu card, tired company and failed smoke rings..

the familiar leaf on the ‘cap’, served with processed sugar and a processed smile

a crossword puzzle insulting, pretending, galvanising..tantalising behind a headline announcing that it is, indeed, afternoon

a pen on blotting paper…lines applauding and shooting..hoping for world peace with bright, big, whitened happinesses

shortage of nicotine..no, calamity..then assistance and action..redemption till its calamity again..

an orgy of pretensions…of passions shared, of people loathed, of coffee well-liked and lives well-led, of waves of recognition and small-talk, introductions and half-smiles, matchboxes traversing the universe

and finally, the printed white scrap in the red binded book..leaves of pink, orange, grey and sometimes yellow..testimonials of the good-times by the good people..

(to be continued)