almost empty,
the bottom too close.
but there’s still coffee
just a few sips.
sips to pause time,
sips to tide me over.
would i look back,
to this moment?
how i stood with worry
staring into the abyss
trying to find answers,
how things seemed,
almost empty, bottom too close.

 

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