Waiting For Coffee To Brew
Through a bathroom mirror
a naked ape looks
at its reflection.
Waiting for coffee,
reading fridge magnets,
I'm surprised how interesting
the world is
when stamped into rubber decals.
Until now I've avoided
talking to myself.
I nod at a graphic depiction
of pelicans crap-bombing California.
"Yea," I say, rubbing my chin,
"go for it."
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2022
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