I get here, I “arrive”

Is the only way

I can describe it

Once I’ve had the right amount of coffee

And lasted through the brief period

At the onset

When I worry

I might have had too much

Giving my mind time to adjust

To a state it’s not used to

Like climbing a mountain

Huffing and puffing

Until you get to the top

And take deep breaths

As you see what you’ve climbed for

So it is sitting here

With my headphones in

And all that is happening

In the coffee shop around me

Is no different

Than a Wednesday

When I am rushing through

But today

On a Saturday

With some time to sit and think

It is all art

And curious to me