coffee shop diary #6

(written as my first entry in the writing community: allpoetry.com for their haloween new member writing contest.)

ugly
bitter
black as the darkest depths of the deepest hole
it was beautiful...half stale

i found it in a room with blood red walls and a yellow ceiling
people everywhere
some at tables, some wandering
i looked up and noticed something strange

these were no ordinary people
they were murmuring mumbles from centuries long dead
wearing tattered clothing
blood all over their undead carcasses

a screechily shriek came over the loudspeakers
the dark valkerie of hades had made her
appearance in the form of the evil vapor ringing in my ears
i couldn't take it

the place was filled with smoke
deadly, toxic smoke
addictive and unfriendly
i wanted to die

as i sat
drinking black coffee
smoking
in my little indie coffee shop