Mid Week Hurdle

Mid Week Hurdle
I had been drinking
cheap ass canned grounds
for over a week
so when he came
carrying Starbucks
it was the perfect peace offering
not easy to forgive
harder yet forgetting
but some days, I’m afraid
I’d sell my soul
for a decent
cup of coffee.

Poem #14 for the NaPoWriMo Challenge!

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