Thursday, November 23, 2006

smell the coffee

instant causes
cafe air
smooth
beans from plantations
talk
evoke, shake and stir
crushed hope, despair
frothy, foaming
sweet dreams and a straw
a muffin a huff and a puff of smoke
convinced
of messiahdom

and what a mess
there is to mop
when shutters roll
to close down shop
espresso concoctions, spring chicken filters
miss years and seasons
of strong decoction
fermented, decanted, distilled
invented
for days of wakefullness
the order of the day

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

superbly evocative !
sreelata menon

V. Shruti Devi said...

thank you...as contexts alter and memory dims, it evokes different things for me when i read it (happy to have rustled up a hallucinatory device here!)
-shruti