Mug Shots

Gary's new poem
Beans Bizarre

Down at the cafe,
UFO abductees sip mochas
while trading snapshots
of their dreams,

novice Draculas sit
motionless behind their dark
glasses, languidly sucking
on double expresos,

and decaf zombies
stare into the black holes of
their coffee mugs, no longer
wondering - what next?

http://mbf.blogs.com/mbf/2004/12/gary s_new_poem.html