Indoor voices
Thank you for sharing
your medical history
coffee shop stranger.
Thank you for sharing
your medical history
coffee shop stranger.
I’ve just discovered
hot cocoa with real whipped cream.
I regret this life.
My morning coffee:
blacker than the Devil’s hooves,
and stimulating.
The sun and the moon
Celestial entities
Heaven-sent bodies
Coffee house patrons,
you bring your troubles in, and
you leave satisfied.
A summer garden,
glowing and green just like an
ever-growing heart.
My restless spirit,
you dance with all your might
like a candle’s flame.
Under the covers,
pillows forming the walls of
a childhood fortress.
What is fantasy?
Is it the little white lies
that still let us dream?
What’s reality?
Hard lines, and cutting edges,
and the scars they leave?