Two Elderly Men Arguing In A Dunkin Donuts Poem by Raj Dronamraju

When I wake up, I argue with quiet consciousness
Meanwhile in a Dunkin Donuts downtown near where the tourists converge
Two elderly men arguing over a newspaper headline
"But this means that" - Two different analyses of the same article

Their croaking voices go rat a tat tat
Button up heavy jackets to insulate old bones despite spring weather
The point of speechlessness comes fast for the elderly debater
It's safe to assume they live in the nursing home a block away

For the price of a cup of coffee, you can stay here for hours
Stay attached to physical existence through the exertion of communicating with others
I am more inclined to believe that reality is covered with chocolate sprinkles
The idea of talking to another person makes my eyes glaze over