Coffee Is Addictive
Caffeinated molecules collide inside limitless space and imagination lights up to an orange glow.
And yet..
The sun is setting here without a trace. Imbibe I shall, cannot do not, do I put down the cup to join it in sweet serene slumber?
Or shall...
I quench my thirst on the fruit of the God's and madden the day with boldness and swirl in this cup of love?
I drink to my hearts content and pray pray pray that I can stay awake a little longer.
Indeed...
I taste the steaming roar of the machine as Imagination puts his foot back on the gas and face it one more cup.
It wont hurt.
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Tim B | Year Posted 2014
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