Black Coffee

 

I am black coffee
Stolen with darkness, blessed with pain
You feel me, don't you?
Itching down your throat
Like cheap liquor
and solid food.

But, you can't see me much in the
nighttime.

I am as black as midnight.
Death as day.
Black as a bat inside a
cave.

I am your soul
and I creep up on you and tell you
to come
home.

And to answer the door
as it
rings.