Claudio Micale


A cup of coffee
A slice of ham
A pot of milk.

I'm sitting in the morning caf.

Music's playing.
Manager planning.
Couples talking.

At the rim of the counter.

People are stirring.
Waiting maids flushing.
Life's buzzing.

I stir my coffee.

Workers are going.
Businessmen coming.
Cash changes hands.

I'm sick of the coffee.

Leaving the caf I feel lonely.
The businesswas heavy.
But loneliness is worse.

On my way home I can feel it.



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Published on on 11/13/2005.


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