coffee shopA Poem by Daniel Atkinson
i'll take my coffee black,
black like the world. a tired analogy, maybe, but opinions were never my strong suit. to be honest, shot-to-the-bone honest, i'd just as soon suck on snake poison than have a cup of your pig-s**t brew. but, just today, i'll drink. because sometimes if i grimace enough it helps me forget i have a face. © 2011 Daniel AtkinsonAuthor's Note
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Added on June 8, 2011Last Updated on June 8, 2011 Author
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