Thursday, February 16, 2012

Hello, Coffee

I can feel this coffee sink in my gums
I know it's working to rot my teeth
As I swirl it in my mouth
It tastes as bitter as defeat

The aftertaste of poison lingers on
Like the burn of a flashbulb that has been fired
I've drank cups and cups and cups of this shit
But I still don't feel inspired

My fingers lie dead on the home keys
A home that's so far away
In my mind and geographically
I've never felt more out of place

Like a lonely jigsaw piece, I drink
This bitter coffee of defeat and shame
When I slowly stop and think
I've only myself to blame

No comments:

Post a Comment