Coffee Cramps

Coffee Cramps

A Poem by MissRed

Early morning serenade
hate the world,
simply hate it
the rushing around
slowing only when you're ready to speed up
the coffee from breakfast
clouds your stomach with storm
people seem so small
in the whole scheme of things
work is work
you can't not go
sick or healthy
it's the world's rush
you must, you must, you must
but can't
just can't
feel normal
even after the first cup

© 2008 MissRed


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Added on June 26, 2008
Last Updated on July 15, 2008

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MissRed
MissRed

TX



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I'm simple and complicated at the same time. I'm 38, a mom, a wife, a teacher, a daughter, and a sister. Those are the most defining details about me. I'm Texan and was raised on a cattle ranch, but I.. more..

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