This coffee (my second cup today)
gives me the shakes
and tastes like cold syrupy mud
I swallow it down
past my gag reflexes
out of nervousness
Sitting alone
in a coffee shop
with no one to talk to
trying to convince
myself
that
that's okay
so far, it's really not working.
Dec 16, 2011
Dec 16, 2011 at 10:15 PM UTC
This coffee (my second cup today)
gives me the shakes
and tastes like cold syrupy mud
I swallow it down
past my gag reflexes
out of nervousness
Sitting alone
in a coffee shop
with no one to talk to
trying to convince
myself
that
that's okay
so far, it's really not working.
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