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Oct 2013
drownig metanoia with coffee and cigarettes
Drag, sip
Slush, spit
Disgusted, addicted.
choke a yawn with a drink
wake up and ***** in the sink
from brushing stained teeth on
An empty stomach
but without the addiction my world would plummet
who was I before that first inhale,
before coffee became my morning lover, transforming me to life from slumber.
happy ******* morning, I quit!


© 2015 Kate Volk
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