coffee (good morning)

it’s always time
for a coffee poem

I’m drinking one down
right now

I have begun
by inhaling
the aroma
of a jar
in the moment
of opening


I’ve crushed the beans
(ground them down)

perked them
on the stove

revelled right inside
the roar
of them

a wild roar
in them

then blended
with the hot milk
rising bubbles

and inhaled
once again
this time
the steam

and at last
I am writing them
for you

as I sip
the last sip
I bid you
good morning

the sun
has come out
after rain


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