Coffee, tears
all these years
pack them in a box and
sip away at
rollercoaster rhythms that
stroke & scratch
& strip and grasp
consumed in elegant pain.
Hints and scraps
come flooding back
a loving slap
deja voodoo caresses
twisting thoughts
into meals, surreal
fare for a thirst.
Watch your step
misstep
as you enter
my cave.
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