Coffee in
PM hours
lose sleep
to beggar’s knife
& belligerence
no one takes
the time
to see
thru my blood shot eyes
all the horrors
take the time
feel the edge
of the blade
as it precisely
makes incisions
in my flesh
the blood of a poet:
caffeine & alcohol
fill the heart
with verve
& passionate fury
& if I ain’t
lost you yet--
well rest assured
I’m still
working on it
Caffeine Levels
High / alcohol negligible - I avoid sharp objects. Just lost! CONGRATS ON POSTING ONE THOUSAND POSTS A MILESTONE!
thank you and hopefully the
thank you and hopefully the sharp objects also avoid you.