fact, opinion and poetry (not airy-fairy)


Wednesday, 21 August 2013

Warm Coffee Shop Air

Sitting in the coffee shop,
Listening to the chatter.
How this county's changed,
Meaningless dull yatter.
Toolkits, structure, focus:
A load of hocus-pocus.
She's trying to sell a training course,
Chunters on until she's hoarse,
To an audience of one,
Whose face says it's no fun.
People used to make things here,
All they make now is warm air.

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