I miss the coffee
I had this morning
Sixty hearty sips, thick and hot,
It was gone in moments
Evaporating on my tongue
As if it never were.
This tea I’m having now
So thin, so pale, so insipid
I can’t seem to finish it
Each taste a bigger experience
Than my mouth wants to hold.
I want more coffee
More heat and caffeine, please
Thick mugs, thick cream, thick-headed
Burning and shaking and high
But I’ve got tea
A leaf in a paper cup
With water, pure water,
Steaming when it arrives
Suddenly so lukewarm I choke on it.
Then it leaves.
I’m drinking revulsion
I’m drinking compulsion denied
I’m drinking a world of things
I don’t want to drink
When I sip
A single cup
Of tea.