Rafe’s coffee is exceptional
He serves it hot and fresh
Every single day of the year
On those that are lonely
The holidays for the uninvited
I can always find friendship here.
These customers are predictable
Not the chic from across the way
The seniors come and run the sofa and chairs
Inviting us in to learn of their days
And their politics
Students live here
A constant cramming
Free connections and exceptional elixirs
Potions of sleep deprivations
To drive knowledge so they can become chic
Free newspapers contrast the self-supplied technologies
And books, bibles and dissertations
With a sprinkle of opinion and disagreement
Music joins, a familiar tune breaking through the atmosphere
Near the dish washer people dance
Not to tunes
But to nature as they wait their turn
For the key on the big stick
And all stop for a moment
As new come through the door
Push in, an opposite conciliation to street level entries
Do we know him or her
No matter
At Rafe’s place they are all friends
And the cheerful baristas welcome
In a warm embrace of coffee
And Gunn’s pastries
And the best of company
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