To Verbalize In A Void

To Verbalize in a Void Tired of talking to god who never answers and watching silence drip like tears from the ceiling beams, I walked down to the new café, the one at the fruit market, for a cup of coffee. A profound philosophical conversation ensued. The young girl, who served me asked if I wanted cream in my brew; after a brief pause, I said no. The slight pause was caused by a sudden need to tell her I have diabetes and full fat cream is bad for me, but since this information had little to do with her question I let it pass. That was the extent of my tête-à-tête for the day, but it was fulfilling though, a question had been raised and a comprehensive responds had been given.