Unwanted coffee
It's the coffee I didn't want
I didn't ask for it
It sits alone
Dusty
Lonely
Growing colder
No hands to heat it
No tongue to taste it
It wasn't wanted
I tasted tears
Not peppermint
Bitter
Salty
I didn't ask for it
Yet there it is
It is real
Even tomorrow it will exist
It is real
This is real
I don't want real
But real is what I get
Unwanted coffee
Heralding the morning
It's the coffee I didn't want
But I'll drink it anyways
Because I don't want
To waste time
Pretending it's not there
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