tea-time break

by mandaceehb

People in

heels and shoes clad in suits and pencil skirts

flood up-market cafés and central malls

Well-dressed ironies taking tea-time breaks knowing

there never really is any

They savour expensive chocolate cake baked with resentment,

chilled in numb minds,

oozing with rich sweetness, disguised poison triggering frustration

Drink up, brother

Aromatic cups of cappuccino polished with sweat and toil

Take calm, measured sips

steaming with fresh memories of furious nights

slamming on dead keyboards, rushing reports

Inanimate obsessions devouring life

But you can’t put down the fork

Or cut your sips laced with

bitter laughter

At the end of everything your reflections stare back at you

in shining ceramic