Black Coffee
By Arif
Black Coffee By Arif Khudairi We have not Talked much lately. Neither have Our eyes. We do not Hold hands. We do not Now smile. This cafe is A bit cold. Don't you think? What do you like To drink? I will have Black coffee. How're you Doing lately? Mignon,my dog, Is a bit depressed. Nothing is new. Only children Starve to death. Are you seeing someone? Drink,drink. Your coffee Is getting cold. This cafe is A bit cold. Don't you think? It is raining outside. Winter is Not my favorite. Do you want Some more coffee? I do not know why I think Of Brasilia Right now. Is there A new thing In your life? I have not Written much poetry These days. We have not Talked much lately. Neither have Our eyes, Nor our hands. Drink your coffee. Drink your coffee. Written March 10th, 2002 © on Mar 09 2002 09:51 PM PST 10 • 0 • 8
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