let me live a life - entire -
inside the after-burning
sweet kick, and swig
of a good, strong coffee...
in full-flow let me stick within its energy-glow, distilled thru the sun's black fruit fired-up in its froth i become the sun filling up with all of time, reinventing gods and myths becoming known... liberating myself above all the world in inspiration - pure - without ever slipping away, or down soft - ghostly - once more, to it all... ...losing to the moon; returned to that realm of locked reflection, gloom... in command only of the waves that will cover all our statues soon -
and these crazy, crafty towers in strained, white sand.


tips for future coffees welcome ;) [these words are also free to use in artwork, photo-art etc.]