sometimes it is the mornings
other times its the nights
words have their memories
as we go on missing coffee
the deep brown enchantments
sugar is bad for you
just one more day to come?
or is it the beginning of timelessness
something has got broken
maybe just the uneaten bar of chocolate
or the forgotten comic book
maybe there is no answer
but you shall never die
the rise of the winter moon
or the painting that i love
the first time i ever saw
and the irritation of having to write
a dead parcel on the highway
sugar is really bad for you
just one more day to come?
or is it just helpless memories
always waking up to do the mending
and dark chocolate still soothes
as we go on missing coffee....
we need to be good with words
and they shall never die
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