Workman Coffee Poem by Bill Grace

Workman Coffee



At the working man's restaurant
I don't think they care
if you bring your coffee in.
The polite civilities
are not necessarily binding.
Good coffee is not to be wasted.
Just remember
the carafe on the table
is not yours
despite
where it sits.

Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: woe,words,work
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