I made myself
a
cup
of
coffee
while I was
busy
waging wars
inside
my
head
creating
fictions
out
of
beauty
lies
love
and
envy
the ready cup
invited
a steaming
downpour
from the
lonely
whistling
kettle
the brown
aromatic
substance
colored
and
perfumed
the
world
as
the
silver spoon
created
whirls
my eyes
set
to
nowhere
my hand
on its own
accord
lifted
the
cup
to
my
lips
one sip
and the wars
were
still
on
fictions
becoming
relentless
beauty
lies
love
envy
envy
love
lies
beauty
lies
lies
envy
lost
inside
my
head
the coffee burnt my tongue.
—
Krisini Nanini is a graduate of AB International Studies major in Asian Studies in AdDU last 2009. She wrote this poem after consuming the coffee that burnt her tongue.
This is a beautiful illustration on the relationship of coffee and brainstorming on what to write. Simple but full of eloquence.