Thick and deep brown mud
Circles inside the cup
Harsh and sharp
And hot enough to scald
Even the toughest character in this place
Stale and lonely donuts
Lost their appeal hours ago
Even to the flies
As they lay in simple white boxes
Scattered with abandoned crumbs
And unfulfilled destinies
Files are stacked clumsy and high
No matter where the eye lands
Fast food wrappers
Tossed like game winning points
Lay dejected on the ground
Overhead lights buzz in fluorescent song
Head and belly aches abound
And that bright pink remedy
Is the brightest color here
Days blend together
Unlike the coffee
As cream curdles in the fridge