cafe poetic anthology vol. 1
by tread
the sounds of a crowded cafe
ca-caw! like a crow, everybody's crowing something
each a beautiful story dressed in winter hop-scotch
or a poorer story dressed in a business suit.
who knows
perhaps it's like a rich chocolate covered in a wrapper
and that business suit is to be peeled off soon
enjoy the sweet treat underneath
but I can always tell when someone is selling themselves
because they look like a city map
drawn to design
I guess try-hards are alright when they polish like diamonds
except the beauty of a diamond is not faked
the beauty of the diamond hides itself underground, to show that the deeper you go
the greater it gets
so why manicure?
why manicure, Mr. Business Cowardly,
are you afraid of yourself?
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I probably moved on in observation a few moments later when I realized the pretty girls across the way whom I used to go to high-school with
never did I once speak with them
I felt no need
because I knew they manicured themselves to avoid the fact that the diamonds underneath were either hidden away to be kept for themselves
or just
never there?
the wailing baby is the bravest
the wailing baby is the greatest
the wailing baby understands the grand stand by remaining unstood
fine, fine wailing baby
you are God and you already know it
but get ready to forget because Mr. Cowardly Business
and Mrs. Manicured Face will eat you too
and leave you soulless until you're soulful
the daily drain of the soul into an unholy grail.
let the world sip from the cup like a poisonous water
WAIT!
I'm still thirsty, don't drink it all yourself!
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that serious face of beauty
rock-hard, dead-eyed beauty
I wear it too and I'm probably ashamed but I'm not sure yet.
- - -
just a little jittery from the jut-cliff of caffeine
ah, ah, aahhhh, it makes me thirsty to live.
ah, ah, ahhh, what lovely visions upon seeing
appearance vs. reality
appearance is reality
appearance is
disappearance
is
pardon me I need to piss.
- - -
at least somebody cares
but stop pretending cus I know you're too scared
to admit it.
- - -
christmas decorations already
I guess that makes sense if you're trying to
increase
your net
profit
prophet
- - -
pretty face you wear
fuck you for hiding your pretty face
- - -
do I qualify as some cultural absurdity
considering I'm sitting here
sipping coffee
writing poems
baby blue toque
comfy-patterned sweater?
what's better?
- - -
these dash-breaks don't annotate much
except implicit unity
yes, you know me.
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not really sure
what to think
about that one
or that one
or that one
or
this
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one of the men in a business suit
describes this place as
noisy
but quiet.
maybe he's not so
Mr. Cowardly Business
maybe I judged him over the
speed
limit.