when coffee must change
i was a man caught in the trap of cans
she was to teach me about beans
the complexity it all entailed
put beans into a grinder, put in a filter
be sure it has been reduced to powder
turn on the coffee maker
it is more complex than one thinks
i was used to setting it all up the night before
then all you do is hit the button
but beans require they be freshly mauled
i require less sleep than most humans
what with now having someone asleep
i am conscious of noise i may generate
and that grinder does not have a silencer
you can see my problem
until, with her there is always until
when i took the complexity of it all to her
the addition of the noisy grinder
the addition of the noisy grinder
she replied as she always does
silly man, there are three joys i have
with every rising sun
the whirl of the grinder
knowing coffee will be brought to me
and that first kiss it brings
so i succumb but once more
to the logic of the woman i love
the whirl of the grinder now makes sense
and between us, her coffee is the better
the coffee pot has even validated this
in those gurgles, ah cinnamon
the whirl of the grinder now makes sense
and between us, her coffee is the better
the coffee pot has even validated this
in those gurgles, ah cinnamon
2/20/19
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