Coffee by Eli Oko

He would be wide eyed

Leg shaking

Painfully embedded into the black and white lines

He would be retro, a true classic

That old ‘skool’ word we should never spell with a ‘k’

Because it shows our age

 

He would be boiling with steam

Burning the lips of all who dare to get close enough

He was there to keep hands warm in winter

He was the myth we all tell over brunch

‘Did you know, it is supposed to cool you down during summer’

The ‘kool’ you would never spell with a ‘k’

Because it shows your age

 

Honestly, I was truly too young for him

And now I feel old enough to reminisce…

My first cup of coffee.

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