Another Coffee

ANOTHER COFFEE

Over and across from the coffee shop

was a coffee shop

What a strange idea she got – in her head

To leave one coffee shop

And cross-over to the other

With hardly a time gap between

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But – she did it

To her own surprise – she did it

“What kind of nonsense is this” she thought

Ordering a Latte but not in a tall glass

She never liked tall glasses

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Whilst collecting her drink

She glanced round the room

As though the room could speak

And tell her why on earth

She had gone for another

coffee elsewhere?

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So finding a space in the busy place

She sat staring straight ahead

Hardly even wanting the coffee

“Just at this point…” she thought

“In this story…” she thought

“Something should justify this move”

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But instead the traffic noise outside

Drowned her in her own thoughts

She struggled through her drink

Not knowing what to think