For the "Katipuneras"
The scent of freshly brewed coffee reminds me of
Friends sitting around the kitchen table
Late in the morning impassively drinking coffee and
Smoking hand-rolled cigarettes for breakfast.
I am amused by the way they gulp their coffees
In between I’m bored and My life sucks
As if it can chase despair down their throats.
I remember the smell of tobacco wafting through the air
Mingling with the scent of coffee and the air of misery.
Making me feel old and tired beyond my years.
I am bored and my life sucks so I take a long,
Deep drag at my cigarette and very slowly swallow
The smoke down my throat along with my despair.
1997


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