Refill

Clickity clack, nails wrap
Upon the cup of café glass
The table old with persona older
Peering desperately, longing intent

Through pains of glass, sunken eyes wander
Devil streets of crowded impatience
Hoping for last chance justification
Feeling the brisk anxiety pressure

Letters meaning more than sex
Thought connection a slanted fix
Repairing this damage of table involvement
More detriment done of solitary purge

Passing the time, mocking as grease
Bubbling lights spotlight disparity meal
With the cashier's check floating on by
The will betrayed can't leave broken tables