Small Coffee
I never understood the concept of a small coffee
Aside from my high caffeine tolerance
Does it just top off your energy?
It's succinct
It's nonchalant
And it says all the right things
It never extends the joke and never cackles five minutes after
As soon as small coffee touches your lips
It's gone.
And you wonder If it would ever associate with you again and rest its bold, brief aroma in your cup
I hope small coffee never finds another small coffee.
They would not quench each other's energy meters.
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