A Slice of Mine
Coffee
It starts with coffee
Or the quest thereof
Sure there’s a shower
There’s getting dressed
But without Coffee
Nothing else
will happen
Commute
Consciousness returns
10 miles into my journey
I could have been driving for days
But I’m here again
Queued up on the 710
How late will I be today?
Work
In the land of cubicles
Is my boss in today?
How many meetings?
Do we have time for some coffee
To trade tales of our weekends
Disneyland and hot lesbian sex
Or is it meetings again?
Updates to the boss?
Or just work
Often, it’s
Work
Commute
The time is now mine
Education by NPR
Music by KCRW
Or some Japanese Chick
Jesse turned you on to
Sometimes there’s shopping
Or a phone call home
It’s all about going
Home
Home
Kisses hello
As the internet seduces
Dinner is always late
Sometimes an afterthought
As we trade tales of
Life, music, art,
And the French Revolution
We make plans for the weekend
And trips abroad.
And stay up
Too late
Night
Really just morning
Well after midnight
But time enough to
Squeeze in a chapter
Or two
Because tomorrow
There will be
Coffee
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I would believe only in a God that knows how to Dance.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Last edited by €uroMeinke : 04-16-2005 at 03:15 PM.
Reason: Gender Reconstruction
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