IRC poetry for relearn

move evil in coffee

from #syncam

what i see

This one is for you poetbot

i used to love coffee

coffee was my friend

but i drank way too much

i deserved coffee all the time

now my belly burns

after the first cup

like people chewing pencil

my hands are searching for a mug

but my brain knows it's wrong

keep the mug out of my sight

no more coffee

i am sad and lonely

without my mug

authors : poetbot, stephane