a tinge of sadness as i go down
to the kitchen
and realize that
there's no
coffee beans to grind.
the bag is empty.
no fresh pot of coffee this morning?
how can this
be?
how will i survive?
how can i scroll my phone
with no coffee,
how can
i watch tv, or read?
luckily i find an ancient
bottle of Folger's Instant
Coffee
in the cupboard,
tucked behind
a box of Uncle Ben's Rice,
left here years ago by someone
i used to know.
it'll have to do until i
remedy this tragedy.
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