What an interesting beginning to a pilgrimage.
There is no coffee anywhere here
in the Newark airport.
The water lines are broken.
We sit in the Juan Valdez coffee shop
Without the coffee we came for,
Sit and watch pilots,
Other official people
Ask for coffee.
There are four people behind the counter
Not selling coffee.
They shrug their shoulders,
Laugh a mite apologetically.
We wonder if our pilot will fly
Without his coffee.
There is no coffee anywhere
In Newark.
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