Wednesday, November 21, 2018

Coffee


Coffee

Too much coffee is bad for health
Too much sugar is hopeless too
Too much butter on burned toasts
And just one smoke, all thanks to you

Too much talking under moonlit skies
Too many dreams on cloudy days
Too many promises cloaked in lies
But just one truth like a slap on the face

Wake up. Wake up and smell the coffee
Smell the dank stench of despair
Arise and OD on this cup of bitterness
Then shake your head and let down your hair

Truth is a liqueur, acrid black
Drink it hot, like a witches’ brew
Let vileness and caffeine infuse
And your wretched broken heart renew

You bargained hard, you bargained long 
But the deal was never yours to win
Like love sworn true on drunken nights
Lies forgotten in the morrow’s bin

Pinch yourself so hard it hurts
Chafe raw with asking why
You went all out, you put all in
And all you got was a giant lie

So drain your cup to the final dregs
Refill until it froths again
Then up the bottom, then fill once more
And up the bottom, and continue 

Thus, till every taste is wiped away
Bitter is honey, bitter is bread
Bitter yellow mangoes, bitter apples red
Bitter are victories, and memories too

Until you are coffee. And coffee is you. 

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