#ffeee

[carbonated-carpenter]

I am waiting at the counter,

for the man to pour my coffee.

And before I sit the morning

at the diner walking in.

The man behind the coffee

pours me out the window.

Look somebody’s coming in.

And before I even argue,

the woman was only halfway,

and I was walking in.

The woman is a coffee,

and now I am a coffee.

We can all be a coffee.

Being coffee is a sin.