I spilled coffee on my shirt again
I remain still and let the stain sink in
I’m not leaving my desk for hours yet
There’s no point in saving it
Folders stained with coffee beans
That were crushed to smithereens
Crumbs on the floor swept beneath the rug
An office space for one who dug
Up the bones of yesterday
Forgetting why they put them away
My brain slows as time moves fast
Linger long and I won't last
Wrap me up in cotton lies
Allow me to close my eyes
And pretend that I can feel surprise
When I see the sunrise