[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?"