I wish I were a coffee mug
So every morning
When the moon lands slowly on the horizon
You’d hold me.
Fade out of humdrum day dreams as you
Sipped on me
Staring blankly, picturing burnt out street lights
On a city block you’d scrimmage through identical souvenir shops to buy me.
I wish I were a coffee mug
So every morning
When bitter thoughts devour your fragile mind,
You’d kiss my edges with shut eyes and a clenched fist
With brown eyes and cracked lips,
Before laying me down
On a black and white headline.
I wish I were a coffee mug
So every morning
When you can’t stand opening your eyes,
You’d bring me close.
Inhale sweet steam,
Breath out toxic adolescent curiosity
Then forget what you were holding,
But continue to cradle me.
I wish I were a coffee mug
So every night
When heartbeats and shut eyes play hide and seek,
You’d neglect to fill me.
Leave me empty, listening to your kettle sing prayers,
You’d drop me.
I’d shatter sharp to the touch,
And you’d know better than to try and pick me up.
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