the sky is grey
the clouds revealing
nothing of themselves,
only mirroring
reflecting back to me
the state of
my being
i keep putting down my coffee cup
and forgetting
where i left it
searching the countertops
and empty tables
until i forget
what i was looking for
to begin with
sometimes
we don't have answers
just those old familiar questions
that sit around like
old friends
lounging on the couches
in this,
the cafe
of my heart
their familiarity smacks of
something like
lessons
so i sit down and join them
and sip my coffee,
let it be the only thing
that's dark and brooding
this morning
and
lighten
lighten
lighten
up.
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