Day 2471

Day 2471

at coffee, she said,

“‘Don’t take things personally,’

that one’s tough for me.”

day 2441

Day 2441

I saw my heart rate,

in the world, in the clipped pace

of the coffee drip

day 2399

day 2399

staring intently,

a nearly-finished cross-word,

coffee-cup in hand

day 2199

 

day 2199

we sat in the tent,

sipping coffee while waiting

our turn on the boat

 

day 1995

day 1995
grind the coffee beans,
slice up the fruit, start the Mac,
a normal morning