Cafe
thing’s don’t seem as bleak
with a cup of coffee
the paper cup
just slightly bent
look inside
charcoal tears
curl up and stain
the air
it’s where my demons hide
and fade out
just for a minute
forget about the mess you made
don’t get too close
it’s woven into my soul
I need to show you the truth
look into my eye
searching for sweet surrender
going through the motions
the lazy steam
violet silhouettes
haunting the cup
she holds in her hands
light blue sunglasses
lay beside the white sugar
on the brown table
all my words
burn so bright
day’s
too slow and fast
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