Second Steep

by clippedtrust · 25/12/2025
Published 25/12/2025 18:18

The grey bag hangs.

No vigor left.

A ghost of its first cup,

now bereft.


Fibers part, release

a faint, warm tint.

A compromise brew,

a quiet hint.


It offers what it can.

Thin, pale steam.

Less ritual, more

a fading dream.

#aging #coffee #loss #melancholy #routine

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