No Sweet Thing Today
I’ve given it little thought,
but I suppose it will follow me,
and today it has.
Today it followed me,
maybe as I left home
and ventured to the bitter desk
in my bitter office.
It followed with no sweet treats,
but with vinegar, perhaps,
or battery acid,
inappropriately bottled
with vanilla milk.
My coffee camouflaged the despair
for a moment,
but fine coffee and vanilla milk
do not follow as bitterness does.
And I know it’s no good
crying over spilled milk,
or vanilla milk ruined by vinegar
or battery acid,
but it might stay with me today.
6th December 2019
Copyright © Lawrence Sharp | Year Posted 2019
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