[P] Coffee

from the coffee
sprang an endless debris

turning into a swirly black,
sugar coated dream.

stabilize
control, reflecting the balancing
gyros that keep this world
in motion.

and from brimstone's own ash
and the clearest clean water of night,
sprang a drink fit for none.
but loved by all.

and after a few have fallen
the only thing left
"one cream or two?"

[L] Spew

Why are you still here
wasting my time
the end was near,
but you'll never see
through the
dust.

abomination

wasting my breath

I thought I said
it'd never end
consider yourself lucky,
wish you were dead.

just another season

smoke

fire

ash

smoke

fire

ash

repentance.