Coffee and kittens

Somewhere in China…

Bitter coffee,

caffeinated thoughts,

a living fidget in clothes,

happy, distraught,


A kitten runs gingerly,

the motorway is alive,

which way to go,

flattened or to survive,


I meow into the paper cup,

I should stop drinking,

I’d have better luck,

at stopping thinking.


Original poem by © Darius the Mate


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