Coffee Stains

Coffee Stains David J Walker Those stains on the carpet are from coffee Split last Tuesday Left because it is right In the form of some Unknow unnamed continent Explorers are looking for But will never find unless They look beneath my desk Or Shaped like clouds that Could be horses galloping From Northeast to Southwest But the meteorologist Never look up and are Never seen on a computer screen with naked European models or they are aliens crossing our galactic borders without passports here to eat humans who have grown fat and tender and complacent and stupid in sad and comical ways and tinder for their stellular campfires or it is a coffee swamp filled with bacteria that will eventually dry but never die needing only hydration to revive its life of evolution or you will come in and see a coffee stain you will spray it and it will nearly completely disappear into the fabric saying “When did this happen? Where you just going to leave it?”