From the book published in 2021, And Don’t Come Back.
Oblivion
The man. The elaborate coffee machine.
The thirty seconds it takes it to make a cup.
The man phone in hand head bowed to screen.
The dripping stops. Silence. The man does not notice.
Coffee waits in the cup
cooling.
1/16/20
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I really like the way the rhythm of this poem supports the drip-drip of the coffee and the idea of time passing from the urgency of the man to the patient waiting of the cup of coffee.
Yes, and how the man falls into a trance, the coffee is still on the alert. And I admit to having always been fascinated by these machines that dole out hot drinks like this.