coffee ice
frozen solid
coffee ice
not very good for the morning
coffee ice
i mean, i love that it’s cold but
one big slab of coffee ice
isn’t made to be drunk
at once
like i usually drink
[maybe today i eat my coffee…]
ice cold coffee
July 6, 2026
it’s seven o’clock
and i’m writing
and the wind is blowing
and my wrist has not yet started hurting [as much as it was yesterday]
and the birds are screaming
and the dog is observing
and the cat is nowhere to be seen
the tea is hot
the coffee is ice cold
and the water is the temperature of our old house’s old pipes
[so, in the summer, not quite as cool as we’d like]
[and in the winter far too cold]
but it’s a summer day
a summer morning
and the window is open
and the rain will be falling all day today
and i hope it feels like the planet is healing
so we, as a species, can maybe follow suit.
June 1, 2026
waiting
[im]patiently for the bagels to arrive
i’m hungry
but more than that
i’m worried i cannot start my day
until i’ve had my sacred little
bagel
cream cheese
coffee
and stardew valley
time of day
May 26, 2026
coffee
waiting for me
in the fridge
getting cooler and cooler
until it’s cold enough for me to drink
and feel it icing me
awake
[i wish i would have remembered to do this
last night, but the delayed anticipation is
a strange and new feeling
and i love feeling new
things]
November 26, 2025
the only bad part
about enjoying coffee in the morning
is the moment when
there are naught but dregs in the bottom
and you have to admit
there is no more coffee to drink
in your mug.
[but, if you’re lucky, there’s more in the pot
where it all came from
and you can enjoy more
right there and then
from whence the first cup came from,
or in an hour (or so)
if you prefer your coffee
cold]
September 20, 2025
why
do i so often feel like
coffee is my only friend?
i have many close companions,
even more friendly acquaintances
that i’ve bared my soul to
at a moment or two,
but when left to my own tired devices
in early mornings or late late nights
with no one around
i think to myself “coffee, you’re the only one
i can turn to,
the only one
who understands
the truth of my heart
and the heart of my mind”
it’s so silly to think this way
about an inanimate
ingestible
thing
[whose main cause for being
is the caffeine, which barely affects me
so…even sillier, it seems
to pray at the altar of this
bitter black bean juice
but damn, that seems to be
my only religion
and i stand by it]
September 9, 2025
i completely forgot
for a moment there
that some people drink
hot things
in the morning
and i got so confused
and concerned
seeing some sort of gas roiling
above kip’s mug
but it’s just steam
from their tea
how silly of me
how silly of me
August 13, 2025
it always feels so strange to me
when i can acutely feel the effects of
whatever is waking me up
actively waking me up
whether it’s writing poetry
or drinking coffee
or water
just recognizing my body and brain
slowly opening up
and letting the day in
like a flower in the sunshine
[we are all far more nature
than we
realize]
June 10, 2025
how
and why
and when
and why do i just want
another cup of coffee
to just chill with
June 8, 2025
coffee
and cold brew
are like old friends i come back to
every single morning
and though ‘old companions’ are more likely to be ones
whom you don’t see for months or years at a time
it really does feel like a hug that has been waiting
for at least 365 days
when i take that first sip in the morning
kipventures 