Early Wednesday, people stirring, 
Place not open, motors whirring, 
Lobbies full of walkers bleary, 
Heavy baggage, workers weary, 

Lonely trav'ler, sittting, waiting 
Scanning phone and incubating 
Thoughts of nothing, applications 
Made for daily mass sedations 

Breakfast soon and what's-called coffee, 
Toxins for the ever-groggy, 
Working, fretting, selling, buying -- 
Life goes on amid 

The dying