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I’m Taking My Break

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The haunting rises from

The coffee cup

When the liquid’s hot

Enough,

Aided by the air

That might be just-right cool

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A spell upon the world

Not cast by anyone

Not by un-sentient machines

Or by any eldritch

Part

Of us

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Like morning fog

There’s beauty in the vagueness

Indefinition

Wonder, too, as we look

Through

To the same as ever

And it’s not the same

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C L Couch

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Photo by Ayaneshu Bhardwaj on Unsplash

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