Boom 

Clack

Psssssssttttt

Smack

Click

Ding

Espresso

Doom…clack…doom…clack…

The music burns the air

Down the conveyor

Dancing swirling

White shoes on concrete floors

Exposed raw steel constrains the space

Wood beams pop out 

The swell on conversations mellow out

With every drink served

Waking up a city

While The OK king is sitting on the curb