where's my coffee
First you staggard into the kitchenstumbling into the doorframe
then you get the coffee from the
refridgerator trying not to drop the
whole container.
Next, you put the filter into the basket
count out each scoop,
one
two
three
(was that three or two?)
three
four
make them level!
Oh now there's coffee grounds
on the floor!
crap!
oh well just punch the "on" button.
Easy!
go sit at the computer
wait
wait
smell?
sound?
go get your coffee.
but you look in the carafe
and there is
nothin'
What the @@@@!
where's my coffee!
look inside the machine,
the grounds aren't even wet
oh, did I forget
the water
again!
I'm going back to bed.
ktayh hatrlcok
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2006-09-01 at 16:23
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