Fomenting Revolution One Cup at a Time

 Time goes backwards, reaching the end of expansion,

With a reversed bang and a lost philosophy,

Alex has brought The West to its capitalist knees,

With a dropped gaze and her exotic accent,

Pouting and blowing in the Barrista's ear,

Whispered words of revolution and desire,

She is a sleeper, a detonater for revolt and putsch,

But tonight she's playing for his provincial soul,

For herself and not the commissars.