cayenne

April 11, 2012 § 5 Comments

Cayenne coffee slips down my throat, I am torn open, unabridged, hot and a bit crazy inside. This is the feeling which belongs to me, she has always been mine. She goes away sometimes and I begin to feel dead, abandoned and tired.

I can never tell if it’s the writing, the coffee, or the cayenne in the coffee, and it doesn’t even matter,

because I am back.

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