strong coffee

i need a strong coffee.
strong coffee wakes me up.
an arabica pick me up
in a pick me up cup.

early afternoon.
my mind is dull.
my brain is full
of tiresome junk.

my synapses spit, crackle
as neurones pitter patter.
not particularly rushed,
my brain stays hushed.

i need a strong coffee.
strong coffee wakes me up.
an arabica pick me up
in a pick me up cup.

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little people

a
late afternoon frappé latte,
(just to be contrary)
as the chill nips
the poor bastards
outside.

a
twitter ding.
a reality check,
as i listen to Beck
and Marianne Faithful.

a retweet.
neat.

the
cafe is full of little people,
doing little people things.
queuing in little people queues
for their little people donut rings.

i am SO bored.
i sip another sip of frappé latte.
another glorious brain freeze.

it’s raining now and

i shiver at the thought
of walking home
in the rain,
in the breeze.