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_{Featured by: AyeAye12}

A poem about coffeeWhite foam and none.
The ocean air is thick and sweet as the sea kneads it's waves that corrode the entirety of my rib cage.
It botches stale breaths to chant hallelujah, screaming mercy, yelling bliss.
The seaside is the perfect place for a cup of black coffee.
Incan bean roast on a petrified mountain.
My stomach is a dark brown lake.
The tides rise and fall with my consumption of a dark brown drink.
The moon follows my dark brown sky.
It's a dark brown dye I preside.
I can say I've kissed a bean,
but only after I used it's blood to think.
And I take my coffee naked.
Sometimes things are just better that way.
Naked.
I indulge in book ink.
I could swim in book ink.
I could use book ink as an excuse to miss a date.
When I use book ink, I drink coffee.
I drink coffee and I use book ink.
I read you can do that once, I read you could do that in a book.
I read that just being tired isn't enough these days, but coffee helps.
At least that's what I wanna believe.
I think I just like the taste

A poem about coffee by Beatnext

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_{Featured by: betwixtthepages}

poet, breathe now.                                                                           you
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poet, breathe now. by Sammur-amat

_{Featured by Carmalain7}

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Pavura by chapaV

_{Surrealist imagery and storytelling at its finest.}

_{Featured by doodlerTM}

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Teacher's Pet Sneaks Out by Rovanna

_{Featured by: Rose-Em}

Aplasia VBuzz buzz. I’d set my cell phone to vibrate in a vain attempt to dampen its damaging effects on my concentration. I proceeded to return to my work rather than checking it. Buzz buzz. Scant moments later the device kindly reminded me that my wife was intent on sabotaging my efforts to correlate the newest data from the lab. My eye twitched and I exhaled through my mouth as if I were breathing fire. Snatching up and unlocking the offending modern convenience, I read her all-important message:
--Dinner’s ready.
               I inhaled a slow, noisy breath through my nose, setting the phone down and placing both palms on my face. I rubbed ever upward slowly, my fingertips prying underneath my thick glasses, squirming towards my eyes to gently massage them. When that was done I repositioned the digits to my temples briefly as the blood throbbed painfully. I looked down at the dimming screen, perched atop my handwritte

Aplasia V by jalachan

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