kris (moonfiredaisy) wrote, @ 2006-03-28 14:10:00

the whipped cream has melted
the whiteness broken by the
rivers of coffee which
streams against the glass
cold with condensation
small bubbles forming

and with a quick couple swirls
with the straw, it all is
smoothed and blended in a
color i can not name

it has now been exactly twenty four hours
it is like a bite from a whip
which only had stung at first
but now burns, long after the lash had since fallen

they can not break me
i will not fall
i will remain standing