You shall know me by my stripes

[rebeccmeister]

This evening, I was inspired (divinely? demonically?) to go through a few old boxes of things and see if I mightn't get rid of some junk and consolidate a bit. In the process, I encountered an old poem that I wrote in college and it gave me a few chuckles.

Here you go, for what it's worth (definitely not high-caliber, but amusing nonetheless):

Coffeeshop Love

You were drinking tea,
While my single-tall-vanilla-latte
Was long ago reduced to an empty, sticky mug
in the hopes that I could read uninterrupted

You were reading A Beautiful Mind,
but I wonder if that was what drew you
to this place.
I wonder how many times you've
struck up this same conversation,
how many times you've
been lonely

I don't trust this coffeeshop love--
it gives me caffeine jitters
I came here because you don't know me
to hide in gruff anonymity

By now it's too late
and I'm left with the guilty secret
of your name
as I sneak away
stumbling home.