Wired and wide-eyed drones,
percolating on a pernicious precipice.
Where black beans blend and kettles foam,
belong self-destructive narcissists.
Coffee cup couture,
longing for loneliness in lives full to the brim.
Words wind and entwine with thoughts,
anxiously relaxed, in stillness rattling.
Solitary stain rings on shabby-chic furniture.
hash-brown, #tags and next-gen phones.
Small sips salute desperate measures,
all of us humming in vacuous tones.