Future restaurant

False, mechanical eyes see across the city Their connectors neatly hitting your brain stem with tiny signals It’s amazing what technology can do these days what your technology can do You taste the salty fish cubes in front of you Resting on a rectangle plate Salty, but not much else In a fine futuristic restaurant Rain pattering the windows Bluish green buildings in rows against deep fog Potted plants in the dark corners of your room A small booth area with a single table, chair And a door where only you are allowed in Paintings of rich colors and of unknown designs on every wall Cased in simple black frames A glass of exotic by your plate In a crystal wine glass well chilled Perhaps a neat green glass ashtray And a sleek, metal pipe filled with your favorite drug of choice It’s color pink and smooth, and sweet Smoke comes out purple like a factory, like your factory Your company Your business you own in the city Bodyguards stand by the door Ready to escort you out You feel the warm touch of your silk clothes Brush against your arms and legs Shoes comfortable and stylish Hair neat and well done A next course of sweetened sugar bread with raspberry jam appears before you Handed by an apron wearing waiter You grab your silver fork As the night passes on