Grinded

An Ode to coffie :)

Grinded

By: AB Dibble

I gaze into the sunset of the sepia colored cup,

I took in its essence with vigor,

Dark undertones of passionate conversation,

Tired nights jolted by java,

this is my manifesto,

this is my creed,

my surge is my compliance,

to the ever changing world,

i work hard and i am cleansed,

by the bitterness of my liquid drug of choice,

Its history speaks loudly,

and proud,

Fueling and giving courage,

to the men and the jobs that need it,

This is my caffinated rennasaince.

The End

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