coffee cup poetry

rhymes on a cup
tiny words to fill up
your soul: brain coffee
so read while you drink
while caffeine sinks
into your system: energy
coffee cup poetry
a cup to you from me,
your barista: brain-coffee-energy-lady
who brews you two hot commodities
please
think with me
about the color blue,
about the shades whispering
through the sky
or reflecting
in her eyes.
think about blue lights
how blue looks cold,
but it belongs in summer
because gray is colder
and it belongs to winter
just like white.
white noise, white space,
we're stuck on one channel in one place,
just quasi-members of the human race.
white noise, white space,
white light from stars
through the night,
eternal night
in the void between galaxies
and here on a rock sits you and sits me
writing poor poetry,
just a blip in the void's memory.
just think with me
about eternity
about infinity
about some piece of humanity
going on endlessly--
now pause.
catch your breath.
the inevitable end
hasn't happened yet
so let's sit down for a pour over coffee
just the void and you and me
and discuss the point of everything
continuing
"there isn't one," says the void
in a voice too much like white noise
"existence is meaningless"
so the void is a nihilist
and the void looks at me
so I say, "it seems like vanity,
true
but what if you
were made to be family
to the maker of infinity
and purpose is found simply
in the harmony
of you
and the God who made blue
and gray
and white
and that makes me sound religious
which makes you and void suspicious
of my agenda
but now the void and I have both shared our coffee thoughts
and the time has come, like it or not
to think
think about blue
think about God
think about you.


update: in this interim period between training and school and life, I'm trying once again to write a book.  we're going for a short story/poetry collection this time. wish me luck.