Mar 2018
Burning hot liquid
Snaps me out of morning gloom
Fogs up my glasses.
It travels down my
Throat, filling me with caffeine.
A warm sensation.
Snaps me out of morning gloom
Fogs up my glasses.
It travels down my
Throat, filling me with caffeine.
A warm sensation.
Two haiku style stanzas. My actual coffee is cold now. Off to the microwave, I go!
