Sit, drink your coffee here; your work can wait awhile. <br />You're twenty-six, and still have some life ahead. <br />No need for wit; just talk vacuities, and I'll <br />Reciprocate in kind, or laugh at you instead. <br /> <br />The world is too opaque, distressing and profound. <br />This twenty minutes' rendezvous will make my day: <br />To sit here in the sun, with grackles all around, <br />Staring with beady eyes, and you two feet away.<br /><br />Vikram Seth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sit-8/
