Poems and Poetry

The Mix | A Poem by JD DeHart

Can’t seem to get the mix
right this morning;
Can’t seem to stop blundering
in the blender;
Can’t seem to make my
tongue focus on the word
forming only in parts;
This is excellent water,
she says.
But it’s supposed to be coffee.
This would be an amazing
dusk, but it happens to be
dawn and we have hours
upon hours to go.

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