Caffeine Cadence

My mind brews roasted thoughts

like rich creamy cappuccino

percolating briskly, gurgling

frothing ‘caffeinated’ blood

at point of boiling,

slow drips

through my capillaries

reviving me,

compelling me to create a carafe full

of stimulant tonic,

filtering fresh grinds

of imagination,

emptying into my cup

which runneth over.

Savoring the pleasant taste in my mouth

I sip slowly of the torrid beverage

lest I scald my lips

from the scorching java

that pours forth from my soul.

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