for the water to boil before
pouring it over
a sleeve
of ground beans,
i remember the Starbuck
days,
standing in line
waiting to order, then
waiting again
for the cup
to be made.
my name misspelled
and mispronounced
on the side
of the stiff cup
as the barista
yelled
out each name.
those were the days.
i wonder how many thousands
of dollars
i've saved.
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