Just Caffeine Poetry

Morning Coffee

That first cup of coffee
Sweetness and power and motivation
But then, who do I fool?
It is nothing but a weakness
of mine, a dependency and a money drain

Nonetheless, it is the prelude to a morning
The first fuel of the day
The exclamation point at the end of a commute
Ending punctuation to work's first half-hour
Inexpensive, influential mystery

Who knows why it tastes good?
What leads me to write about this brew?
Why bother pondering
This stuff works
Simple and sweet, just caffeine poetry