MISTER COFFEE

'THEY CALL ME MISTER COFFEE!'


Not sure who's to blame?
Sleepless in sobriety. 
It's all shot to shit.

Somewhere in my brain
My fine filing system melts  
Beyond redemption. 

Care for stimulants?
My tired eyes widened with glee. 
'Give me that coffee!' 

Rich, hot, strong and dark.  
Today, I am an addict. 
Rehab follows sleep.
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Author: Buffy Devane

Anxietist; Cheerleader; Captain Posh.

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