Jame Paise


Three Cups Of Coffee - Poem by Jame Paise

Three cups of coffee but I'm not ready to die
Three cups of coffee yet I'm still not crying
True, my eyes are salty
a fact I can't deny
As blistering cold to a fever
emotions strain through me
it's getting hotter and harder
Don't let me forget to breathe
Nervous as I am hyper
Two parralel terms to explain
The picture within the picture
Where the only constance is change
Nauseating and dizzying
Straddling me with pain
I resist your words
of fear I might feel more
than the aching of a clichéd metaphor
what more to say?
Tomorrow might be alright
sordid thoughts of today
become teenage woes of tomorrow
wounds to scars to sutures
past to present to future.

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  • (4/7/2006 12:33:00 PM)


    I just stumbled upon your poems, Anne.
    this is the first one I've read and I dig your style.
    I especially like the last few lines. pretty damn good
    Jackson
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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 14, 2005

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 6, 2005


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