I was set upon by a disenheartened
man who questioning my right
to coffee in peace ranted on
from a position of existential plight
his gnarled teeth stained from his words
or from smoking his youth away
male pattern baldness to a tee
for over an hour he spoke to me
providing little room edgewise
thinking his wisdom was so unique
the boutique of pretension
suspending his individualism
further widening his schism
with society the lack of variety
or nuance in his viewpoint
he rambled on and on with no point.
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