After years of watering down
and adding sugar
to bitter,
dark,
burnt coffee...
I realized
I had never truly enjoyed
sharing my mornings
with that type of coffee,
it was simply a distraction,
a way to kill time.
By accident,
I had found
a milder,
more refined,
complex coffee,
without the caffeine
and realized I love it,
strong,
and unsweetened,
at any time of the day.
As I sit here tonight
trying to enjoy a cup
to calm myself
amidst your bitterness,
hopelessness,
and anger,
it occurs to me...
perhaps another brand
of company
would suit my palette...
a/n: credit where it is due:
this poem was inspired by
"Coffee" by liasteashop
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