Poetry

Day Old Coffee

Thought long and hard

about the tragedy

of day old coffee,

twofold in its despair:

it was not drunk or savored

on the previous day

and the warmth

did fade away

but then it was warmed again

artificially

with no regard to the pathetic

act that

there’s now coffee in the cup,

day old coffee at that,

and unfortunately

it’s the only thing

worth thinking about

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