i saw that noon moon
as i drove in my red mustang
and ran an errand to day
thought of coffee houses and
poetry and berets and heard
some sort of strange beat in my
head but i couldn't remember the
senseless, rhymeless words if i tried
but the moon was cool
like torn wet tissue paper
and the clouds knew enough
to get the hell out of its way
as i drove just a little
more than twenty over the limit
but none of it matters anyway cause
i'm just finding a way to pass the keyboard
time until my coffee break chimes in
tic toc tic toc
coffee time for the girl
hit me, caffeine beans
hit me
i need it bad
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