A Conversation With Myself

Poetry while under the influence of coffee

Today, I sit down with myself,
coffee in hand, mind on demand,
simply pondering what is to come.
The rain has eased and my anxiety
floats somewhere between the grey clouds
and a completed workout that lingered in
procrastinations arms just long enough
to deliver endorphins. I quickly review my life,
a cycle of beginnings and endings.
Of Hello’s