Noise

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The coffee beans jump into the machine

each turn into thousands

the towel dried hours ago

no one seems to bother to take it inside

I swing my legs to the noise, the rhythm hasn't caught up to me

Mundane conversation but a blur

At least the coffee smell nice

Oh look, a pile of carrots

A  dog comes to sniff it

I wonder what it thinks

why would a dog hate the smell?

We speak the same tongue

our hunger and thirst are all the same

we love the common ground

but the noise is louder