a gnat
crash landed
into
our collective
coffee
at one point in our lives
we would have pitched the cup
but like true addicts
the lone finger now
seeks to fish out the bug
and we go on drinking
you know…
it’s hard to teach a kid not to smoke
when there’s a tobacco field
next to the playground
3 replies on “embalmed integrity”
Bullshit. I’m poring the coffee down the drain, washing the cup and drinking anew.
…fortunately, you can get coffee almost anywhere…
Nice Piece Alicia.
What would you do if it was Vodka, Barb?