I’ve never liked coffee.
It makes me unsettled.
A taste I acquired
from required alertness–
I’ve never adjusted.
As my heart palpitates,
stomach turns,
I find myself
roving my apartment.
Looking for something
I-don’t-know-what.
Pacing that familiar circle
like you used to do.
You were too much energy
to be tied to much.
My caffeine brain
will not be censored–
returns to nights in coffee shops,
ramblings of life and the universe.
And walks when I stood
perhaps a little too close.
As if it were simple accident.
Knowing better
than to say it out loud.
Bad things happen
when you hold on too tight–
learn to let go.
10/26/15
Aphra's Pen 