The Moon at the Bottom

Drinking coffee,

Head tilted skywards

In supplication for caffeine

From my cup’s bottom arises a dirty, brown stained moon

Brown-bottom Styrofoam

Unwasted colored remains

A reminder of what I do

How I function

In the craters of a recyclable moon

My awakened caffeinated desires reflected

Into pretty trash, a mundane consideration

I toss the cup away

Task fulfilled

Coffee consumed

Goodbye moon

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