Lyrical Espresso by Owen Townend (An Open Mic Riff Poem 2)

 

The Coffee Machine.

Hear it scream!

Hear it wail!

Every rasp

an ennui gasp

to finally be heard.

 

It curdles its milk

to be unkind,

to interrupt

poetic verse

with its outbursts

of blistering steam.

 

But this is release

for pent-up machines,

bothered and hot,

spilling froth,

choked by cloth,

voice muffled by The Man.

 

So let it squeal,

trill and feel,

spout its spiel,

find its words

grounded and heard.

Rhapsodic Caffeine!

"Espresso Coffee Machine - Brother Baba Budan" by avlxyz is licensed under CC BY-SA 2.0.