espresso

Stand Up Cafe

/ Arambler / 3 Comments

I have become a double
shot espresso to make
the transition from afternoon

to evening smooth. To become civil
twilight burning full
force through

late winter urges
me onward. March’s
sooty snow be damned.

Cult of Benevolence

/ Arambler / 4 Comments

A group chant in the back room. Espresso
machines hiss
in the main. The chanters clap. I may 

know the words but I drink
the standard drip black
up here with coffee 

jerks. I was no mixologist. Sometimes
it still hurts to mingle.