And I'm sure
the sterile, hospital-flavored walls and
floors didn't help.The java joint's decor
was more akinto a church
romper roomthan a hip, cozy hang.
Failures aside,every time I pass
that office spacein my college town,
I remember theStyrofoam cups of
espresso I drank therewith my rock
band buddiesas we played
Uno and laughed'til closing time.