"Rezek" Three in the morning Jupiter stares through a crack in the ceiling And Rezek has no time for dreams. He gets out of bed fully dressed And walks barefoot to the porch Where his father pours him a small cup Of scalding bittersweet coffee Which he bl...
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Dark Minds
The wanderer struggles to find love...Charlene and I weren't dating. Or were we? I just didn't know. What I did know is that I liked being with her. Maybe she liked being with me, too. We had an uneasy peace; I was desperately afraid of hurting her, she held back when things got too personal....
Morning Air
The wanderer winters in San Francisco...Morning was my favorite time of day, sitting with a good cup of coffee, listening, watching the world awaken. This Friday morning, I sat in the dunes overlooking the Pacific Ocean, my coffee cup in hand. I thought I would winter over in San Francisco by c...
Open Letters
General open lettersUnlike my other two 'Open letters' that I have written, these are very general and do not fit into any specific category like my makeup and underwear open letters. These are just general topics from my everyday life, that I am sharing with you, my interne...
She Fills My Loving Cup
I believe that more than a few here can relate to this one...She’s hot and wet when she greets me in the morning, I know of no better way to wake up. And when I need her she is always there, She fills my loving cup. It is an affair that has been going on for years, And she will continue to comfort when I’m old. Whe...
My Morning
The most peaceful time of day.The quiet of a morningso still and silent like cat paws, treading across the floors of my mind. It’s a beautiful day as the sun crest above the horizon. Coffee brewing it smells like heaven. Chirps fill the fresh, cool air as birds awaken to the new day....
I wake in the morningAnd rouse out from my bedVisions of yesterdayStill dancing in my head. Down the hall, I do walkTrying not to stumbleThoughts and words come to meThey're all in a jumble. To that place in the houseFinally make my wayTis here that I beg...
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Jackson Goes to Starbucks, Realizes Why People Hate Lawyers
The author, a lawyer, learns from Starbucks why people hate his kind.Coma patients should receive transfusions of my blood. Enough caffeine is coursing through my veins at any given moment that my blood could probably literally wake the dead. My addiction to coffee is so bad that I wake up in the mornings feeling hung over...
Something the true coffee addicts will enjoy Ah coffeethe drink of the godscan't get enoughmy drug of choicetime to brew me another cupyup I'm addicted to itsweet with sugar and creamor black as nightlong as it's strong and hotnone of that iced shit for m...