In the quiet breathing space of now,
enclosed by the dark gravitational
force of entropy,
I drink my java of calm

At my borders, the flashbacks of blinking lights
of numbers, truths,
and uncertainties,
flickers off the walls of selfies.

The shadowed paths of my labyrinth,
which led me here,
were illuminated briefly and irregularly
with no clear way to go

And yet,
I enjoy this respite
for however long it lasts
with this soothing brew.