I must learn to savor the bitter
strong coffee black no sugar
as the morning comes to
like a bear in mid-winter
this is not where I should be
yet the coffee steams before me
in retrospect the inevitability
as obvious as fresh road-kill
messy complications of the present
contrast so with the linear past
as if where I sit sipping coffee
has decoupled from who I am
(December 2012)

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