Airconditioning

Sitting in aircon drinking coffee and 

Singapore Coffee Shop
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Hearing accents like my own 

I'm looking out through picture-frame glass 

At the local coffee shop across the road. 

The price of my coffee would have 

Bought me breakfast over there. 

I could say I’ve already eaten - 

Which is true - 

But I also wanted the comfort 

Of the familiar, 

Of a filtered environment 

Where I can breathe easy. 

In the humidity over there 

And the noise of passing traffic 

I'm a little less in control, 

A little less comfortable. 

Here, in my ubiquitous 

Coffee shop, 

I can quietly turn my back 

On the world I am colonising.