I haven't written a poem in a long time, so I thought I'd pen a small, quick one here this morning.
Nose tingling, heavy eyes
bent and aching back
Breath exhaling, beating heart
stiff and aching neck
Water heating, red light on
pot is warming up
beans brewing, wafting scent
hold onto my cup
Eyes opening, curt smile
smell of rich coffee
last yawning, rubbing eyes
flavor rescue me
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