Blogs that suck time

my pooTUBE
my pUtube
my poopics

SWOBO
avoid the bummerlife

need to reach me? pedalhome at hotmail

Tuesday, November 08, 2005

tease

Nestled against the brewing past-noon pot,
thoughts of a fine sense of humor,
flood my veins and hit the spot.

Blood flushes, mad glee,
as anticipaton of the ragged caffeine,
broiling and burbling just inches from me,
sets my tongue dripping
in wanting need.

Oh, glorious scent, breathing deep,
moist...potent...succulent.

--

2 comments:

Mark B. Assmoonstad said...

I like my coffee too, sir. There is a place here in Flagstaff called Macy's that puts out a careful cup. Macy's is a one-of-a-kind locally owned joint. This evening I put three layers of pants on and strapped a small headlight to my bike to make a post-sundown bean gathering ride. Tomorrow's french press is secure. Hernando when you decide to take a rest day and come visit in Flagstaff we'll go to Macy's. Get wired. Then we'll go ride our bikes.

Olaf Vanderhoot said...

Markus!

i take as many rest days as you do...and you know it.

lord knows i'm lookin for that excuse to hit the F'staff again.

gawdamn, man - you make it almost sound tolerable.