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