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Saturday, March 21, 2015

I Wrote a Poem Once Again

"About Coffee"

The dark-roasted beans are glossy and sleek,
The light ones are small and matte.
And I wonder as I mix them:
Does coffee have something deep to tell us
About the world, about ourselves?
Or is it just a pleasant psychoactive drink?

The latter seems more likely, but
Maybe that says more about me
Than it does about coffee.


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