Waiting on a Train

Over the rim of my coffee cup The world moves by Mobs of nameless people Walk on set paths   Each with their own story With their own way Viewing the world differently Than I   Coffee turns bitter As I wait for the train That will never come Just waiting on my path -Kel... Continue Reading →

Wasting Coffee

My coffee gets cold On a constant basis As I get lost in My book, phone, head Oh well I guess it's time To sleep -Kel Dayheart


This coffee isn't settling my nerves If anything it's making me Twitch and continue to fidget Until I'm worse off than before -Kel Dayheart

Lost Art

There is an art to making tea That makes me Feel like an uncultured swine When all I want Is coffee -Kel Dayheart

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