I listen to the gurgle of my coffee maker,
knowing that my morning will soon end.
Daylight is temptation to stop sleeping.
Night and day soon begin to blend.
Time is the fiend that must be conquered,
Loneliness beckons me to stall.
A woman such as you would never answer.
If liquor gave me courage to make the call.
I test the very limits of endurance,
and deny to all that’s holy that I weep.
The man I was is now but a resemblance.
Rejection hurt me hard and hit me deep.
If pity now from you could observe me,
winnow you away from that other guy,
then perhaps your compassion would receive me.
Excuse me if your memory makes me sigh.
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