Coffee straight from hell

I have no time to wait,

This coffee will never see the room temperature.

I drink quick,

I jump to the next task,

My tongue is burning,

I will taste it later.

Burning hot, you are

My favourite

Coffee straight from hell.


Everyday hunt

Everyday leads me on a treasure hunt
With hints hidden below a coffee cup
And inside an orange.
I zigzag absent-minded while other proceed
Bloody on their metallic rigid tracks.
Resting at last, with my constellation
of secret places And my hands full
And sweaty.