Crab Apples Drinking Tea Poem by Kevin Rottweiler

so I went into the coffee shop
with an aching head
trying to reverse a caffeine headache
wanting to be a great poet
just wanting to be in control
wearing a blue oxford shirt
like a grad student wasting time
and it was time
looking around at the chaos
good looking men & women
sitting around drinking tea
mean people reading
newspapers from decades ago
making comments they should not say
and they were
'crab apples drinking tea'
one gave me a dirty look
like I was a problem
maybe I didn't fit in, man
I am too square
go to church on Sundays
they want different things there, man
but I can be like them too
but I choose not to
with big egos and wallets
full of Monopoly money
judging people is not right
and they fight
while intoxicated on
very very strong tea
so harsh it is acidic
makes the gums hard
but in recession times
in the old days
they ate sugar sandwiches
made with lard
nobody recalls the severity
of a past reality
and they have it good at
the caffeine coffee house
'crab apples drinking tea'
just mean people
making rude comments
judging the customers
but that is how some people are
just want peace, man
we should all get along