coffee

i choose coffee

over love.

why not?

my heart already 

ripped dripping

from my chest

that night,

that night of 

a thousand knives.

i choose coffee 

& make it strong. 

make it a liquid

to drip pitch

down my throat. 

make it in shots 

& give me

the bullets 

to load.

i choose coffee, 

because if it's 

hard to sleep

it's hard to dream. 

i choose coffee.

over water, over tea

over land, over sea

over anything else

you want to serve.