Edgar’s Coffee
I won’t sleep again tonight
Don’t remember sleeping last night
Who knows what that fuck’ll be going on
tomorrow
Everything we know is bound atoms and ground beans
filtered through this goddamned inability
of letting go
Blame it on politics
or an eight year old broken heart
Blame it on the fact that the very best things
are temporary
Blame it on Edgar’s coffee
Yeah, I know,
I’m missing her while watching
Signs again
Get over it
or don’t
It’s not that easy
getting over things
You know that
we all know that
fuck,
Edgar’s coffee
That was one of our things
Everybody else has got their own things
and it all comes down to Edgar’s coffee
our bones are made from this
There’s a lifetime of caffeine
in being alone