Cell-free CafeSix strangers sit in a circleIn a local coffee shop. One is speaking on a cell phone, Struggling to wrest control of his life From his ex-wife: Meticulously laying out What he will and will not do, Interrupting her attempts to reply With the demand that she wait Until he is completely finished. Five strangers suddenly united: Unable to move Unable to speak Appalled. Wishing we were elsewhere. The sixth moves his conversation And suddenly we five All speak at once. Relief. The horror has passed. Maybe banning cell phones From coffee shops Isn't such a bad idea. |
| 7 July 2002 | |
| by Bill Cattey |