caffeine & the jerky-hurky scribbles invade
coursing, forcing from the sourcing spot
of jittered nerves
and pounding vessels.
beating drums, heated cheeks,
sweat that drips and slips,
tasting sweet enough to kiss.
too much, too soon, not enough,
wanting more
feeling
everything.
~
4 comments:
gawdam you need a bike race...
sexy
YEAH! Caffeine!
On Fridays I let myself drink coffee as a reward for the green tea I soak up during the week.
I used the French Press this morning, nice and strong, all goopy like.
I think I'll call this brew "The Goop", like we used to call really good herb back in the day. Sticky goopy like.
Do you have The Goop?
abandon hope all ye who enter the next race with OV. him got da fever
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