Coffee Shop of Dreams

I was looking around as the sun lite the dark green counters.

I didn't react as customers walked in, all dressed like pieces, to whom they accompanied.

Their eyes focused, hands tensed, as if they were about to play a game.

A game to be lost.

"Welcome..."

They aren't as cheerful, their minds seating with the cold tiles.

"Hello..."

All the words kind of slur,

the letters falling silently,

the sounds cutting me.

I can't remember how long I had been lying in here,

My mind had gone blank and they had passed.

"What would you like?"

I say slowly as the room shakes, bit by bit, it all crumbles.

The clatter begins again as the whole floor quakes...

There's a storm in my peaceful coffee shop and I can't make it stop...

They brought it here, they will not behave.

"Would you help me clean the mess that I can't contain?"

"... ... ... "