addiction.

She drinks her coffee
like it’s alcohol:
the cup tips back.

She swallows
the bitterness, but
it’s sweet to her.

She drowns the liquid
with cream and sugar,
Like maybe she can cover
the darkness
the way she covers her soul.

She drinks her coffee
like it’s alcohol:
reaching for another sip,
Even when the bottle’s
empty.

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