The strong need something
Something rich and sweet
To add and replace
The feelings of non-acquired taste
The weak want to hide
By hegemonic disconnect
Secure in anonymity
Add milk
Add sugar
Add honey and cream
Leave bitterness behind
Darkness unseen
If only daily life
Was as simple as morning coffee
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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