I gagged on the coffee

Then put in two shots of cream

And tried again

 

It was definitely burned

And tasted bitter

It set my face in a grimace

 

Sometimes life

Is like that

No matter how you try to dilute

 

The nasty taste at the back

Of your tongue

Alas, it is futile

 

It is what it is

And that means you can

Either take it or leave it

 

If you choke it down regardless

Of the displeasure

You just might earn your reward

 

Or you could send it back

Where it came from

And order tea

 

It may be simply the realization

That you should never order coffee

In a Chinese restaurant

 

 

 

 

By Diane E. Dockum

©April 15, 2016