I went to Starbucks late last night To have a cup of brew; Aromatic, deep and dark Something from Peru. Populated was the place With folks of every kind; Students making small talk, Commuters too, you’d find I perched myself upon the couch To take in all the talk; Topics ranged from politics To science, Jonas Salk. Keys were clicking everywhere, Computer screens would blink; Squinting eyes of users Tryin’ hard to think. The ambience was subtle, Muted music played; Instruments acoustic The temperament was swayed. Society intrigues me, Our thoughts we seek to share With strangers who inhabit This planetary lair. An evening spent in concert Deciphering the code; An evening spent in congress With travelers on the road.