Signed, with love, an enemy
then the edges burnt with a 2 dollar cigarette lighter
and stained all over by coffee I bought just for this
which I won’t drink because I can’t stand the taste yet
Now holding papyrus soaked in secrets
unearthed from the Valley of Kings
in a landlocked kitchen, standing there
I start to look for an ocean
red or blue or whatever else
It’s the last thing I need
I’ve already got the bottle
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Something a bit different, maybe. Cheers!
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9 responses to “Coffee Stains and Cigarettes”
Nice one, and I really like the narrative. It really adds I believe. Have a great week. Hugs 🤗 Joni
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Thanks Joni! Glad you appreciated it. you too (:
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❤️❤️
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[…] Coffee Stains and Cigarettes […]
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Evokes feelings of sadness, emptiness. Makes me want to cry for them.
On a brighter note, I don’t like the smell of coffee either.
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Different, but a good different! Nice work!
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Thanks man! Cheers (:
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The rustic feel is a nice touch. 🙂
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Thank you! (:
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