A Sinking Mind
Coffee is my early morning mind
Dry mouth for a moment abated
A shop of smiling teeth in faces
Murderous grins from a paper the same
I will take in the senses given
As I wait impatiently for my ride
Trying to make sense mindless slaughter
My own problems can briefly slide
My life is like this small coffee shop
People come and people can go
I stay and am forever cheerful
Though relationships seem fickle
I will take another fix of caffeine
As if somehow this will cure
The low ebb of my life’s tide
To rise up a sinking mind
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