Clean CoffeeA Poem by Emme
The smell of brewing coffee
Carries from the kitchen To the living room The brown, bitter liquid That burns my throat And opens my eyes wide But it turns its makers dirty And so it must be cleaned So now the smell of vinegar travels Through the living room Strange and strong To keep the coffee cycle going © 2010 Emme |
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Added on October 23, 2010 Last Updated on October 23, 2010 AuthorEmmeWIAboutI am an English major, currently reading and obsessing over Paradise Lost. I've been going through a weird zombie phase lately (is there such a thing as a normal zombie phase?) more..Writing
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