Coffee

Tension after a fight the night before experienced during morning coffee.

Your capable hands lift your cup with that seasoned approach of a genuine coffee drinker. I looked at the coffee can and read words like Authentic Delicate Blend You stood in your kitchen,  throwing your thoughts out the window with the deafening sound of a feather gliding to the linoleum floor. I search in my own cup for a bit of honesty, a bit of truth that can only come when you first wake up. My satin rose china cup white knuckled by Scarlet O’Hera after she lost her riches and desperately faked it for the one she loved. Eyes tossed at me so freely; a toss of ripe, blond hair and $10 perfume in ninth grade Study Hall. The stagnant air churns with underlying currency. My coffee is cold…

 

Reviews

[Captain Chris]

Beautiful descriptive lines,"Throwing your thoughts..with the deafening sound of a feather..."
excellent words to convey a mute feeling.

[No one]

I've lived that moment. I think the coffee burned my tongue rather than went cold.
I really liked this---> throwing your thoughts
out the window with the
deafening sound of a feather
gliding to the lamolium floor.

[Poeticpiers]

A train of thought easy to follow. The final line a summation of what has gone before presented in poetic prose I enjoyed the read