micropoem for the day: coffee

You’d think I would learn. I pour myself a cup of coffee. It’s a medium sized cup. Nothing like a mug. I take two sips and start on something. Writing or something else. Maybe washing the dishes or doing laundry. The next I know the coffee in the cup has chilled. It’s still a half cup. Why waste? So I give it ye olde zapporuni for twenty-five seconds in Mr. Microwave. I take another sip, then sit the cup down. Next time I pick it up to drink, it’s cold again. Is this a government plot against me or what?

coffee in the cup cold
microwave warms, coffee chills
the cycle of life

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