Cafe Adélie

Cafe Adélie

Behind the glass-ish composite lattice The Katabatic winds send waves Into my clattering, misting latte

Long story, short: I am on the calmer side

On the arctic side A chorus of penguin eyes Tilt back at me. I can see them honking Hear then singing Through the speakers At Cafe Adélie.

You swirl your Pepsi Jaded by my predecessors And gambles of our youth Hazel irises dialating, scanning me for proof As if I were an unmarked Orca drone.

If I find the right pebble Would you keep me warm? I won’t pick too many pebbles Like my great-great-great grandparents did. They drove Cyber Trucks and placed tomorrows Behind an impenetrable, climate-controlled AI-powered, responsive glasslike lattice And called it a day.

Lucky birds migrated South A luckier few dug into new Earths The unlucky most stayed in place.

I am lucky to live with history’s embers At the Cafe Adélie. On an eye-opening blind date.