Observing youth in my local chain coffeehouse
I sip my tea calmly trying to prevent myself
From chasing the fast cooling down tea
Running from lip burning hot to throat hurting cold
In seconds or so it feels
Is this how old age feels,
Plenty of time and little to do?
I am not retired yet!
There are twenty, thirty years and few more to live
How am I going to manage emptiness
This emptiness I suffer silently
In my local chain coffeehouse!
January 6, 2017