after leaving england, and being back in the US for 10 months, i really really became addicted to coffee. so tomorrow i'm going to captian cooks to buy a grinder for my coffee bean and my new friends Mark *from Cali* Helen *from Aukland* and Don *from Belfast* are going to enjoy a brilliantly wonderful cup o joe!
in that light--thoughts on coffee:
The blackness strives to consume me.
Desiring to own my body
Sweetness looks to disguise the bitter heart behind.
As it begins to torture, I succumb—
Shaking in the power of it.
My head throbs with knowledge of struggle.
I give in—for time ends
As I lower my soul under the authority.
Striving to surface from under the dark,
I push under the hand of power.
My soul aches for it.
My body desires the curse to be running gloriously through my veins.
Filling the innermost parts of me with its wickedness.
The black anguish begins to wear away.
Will I follow again?
Will I allow the power back?
Time goes on...
While my body again begins to crave,
I suffer through its call.
This blackness which threatens to consume me.
I fall—I drink of its beauty, its sweetness, its power.
Again I tremble in its embrace.
Cowering before the throne,
I take the offered cup.
I am in the grasp of black ache once more.
Will I ever leave?
4 comments:
Ah, you are never that far away from us as long as the desire of the dark bean flows in your veins. Really really.
who's helen?? tell her 'kia ora' from your brother!
You and your coffee... it makes me laugh. Although, who am I to jest! Carri's got me hooked on mexican mochas right now... mmm...
Saw Jodi.. she's got just a little belly showing! Love you.
~ash
Interesting take... have you ever sipped "black smoothness" in the rocky mountains at sunset? And Jack Johnson? Great musical ear... "Bubble Toes" and what not... ever listen to Dave Matthews? Slainte!
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