Description: I was drinking coffee then I felt like writing something-- I didn't really care how good it was, as I can always return to this another time and tweak it as I please.
bittersweet beverage
warm and satisfying
dripping hotly down my throat
and settling in my stomach
a delayed effect of awakening
an empty stomach motivation
for for acidic pain
and left free to injure
the pain absolutely nothing
nothing
nothing comparable to the
headache that arrives
with its absence
Direct and well balanced but is this a poem? It seems to me that it is merely prose set out in a "poetic" shape. More could surely be made of this with your tweaks.
Submission Name: Morning Addiction
