PLENTY OF GUYS

Sift in and out of jumping java
Early in the day,they're mostly
guys in business suits.Some of
them are define,despite a few
too many worries worn in delicate
webs at the corners of their eyes.

Mid morning,here come skaters,
a few jocks,and lots of artsy types.
I watch girls with nothing better
to do than prick tease do exactly that.

And those testosterone drenched
dim wads,wearing gorgeous faces
over brain deprived skulls,fall
all over themselves to get teased.
I swear , if i ever decide to tease
a prick , it will slink off happy.

Afternoons bring married guys,

leaving work early to hopefully

hook up with their Internet dates.

Don't know what it is about

online dating ,but no one ever

seems to get what they're expecting.

It's kind of funny to watch,really.
One or the other comes in first,
orders straight coffee, sits in back,
pretending to read or write.
Soon , the other half of the not so dynamic
duo comes in,glances furtively around.

Nope ,no one resembling whatever
photo promised whatever.But their
watch decrees it's the designated
meet time.Finally,with only one
other person in the store,
a cautious approach is initiated.

I used to pretend to clean tables.
But now I don't have to listen
in to interpret the conversation.

She check out the bad hairpiece.
Then they sit and chat for fifteen
minutes,each wondering why
the other was less than forthright.
Usually , they exit separately,
shaking their heads in disgust.

Once in a while,i suppose,they
actually do hook up, each figuring
at the hell?I',m not getting any at home.
Maybe he will be better than nothing
if i keep my eyes closed.
Nightmare hookups?Not for me.