Canto CLIV

When I bought this massive coffee cup
I didn’t entertain the slightest thought
of all that boiling liquid flying up

and soaking through all three of my tee shirts,
the first drops haven’t even hit the floor
and time has almost frozen, this minute

that ticks to its quiet end could be an hour—
awareness flares, boundaries are redefined,
that strange notion of being here before,

a helpless passenger in my own mind.

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1 Comment (+add yours?)

  1. peter litton
    Feb 01, 2012 @ 00:03:48

    Is there a typo in the fifth line “fit” instead of “hit”?

    Instant imagery here. The look off anxiety on your face as a thousand droplets of scalding coffee are caught in an instant of time…probably followed by an expletive.

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