Cold CoffeeA Poem by Oliver Covington
Cold coffee,
Paper cup, Sitting, Forgotten, Watching me, Tap, tap, tap, The keyboard, Ball point, Between my teeth, Glasses, On the tip of my nose, Finally, picked up Sipped, Scowl at the coldness, Put down, Forgotten again…. © 2023 Oliver Covington |
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Added on August 23, 2023 Last Updated on August 23, 2023 AuthorOliver CovingtonBrooklyn, NYAboutSelf published author of 16 books of poetry and short stories from Brooklyn New York more..Writing
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