Unlock the Chains of Indecision

by Pheronique Oui

Deep into that darkness drinking

All my soul within me linking

While I pondered, underage and thinking

Still is sinking, still is sinking

All my soul within me rethinking

And so you came gently purring

The cooler cappuccino carousing

And the bean never brewing

Long I stood there drinking, mewing

And its eyes have all the breakfasting

While I pondered, unaccompanied and stewing

All my soul within me brewing

Long I stood there toasting, glueing

What could there be more purely stewing?

The bragging backslap brewing

There stood a minor viewing

I felt compelled to sniff the beans

Still is queueing, still is queueing

The irish coffee smiled

The latte laughed

Ah, distinctly I was hoisting

I crave the spirituous, splendid synchronisation

But in the fact that it was purring

The furring and the burring

The cooler coffee shop chaperon

With such a passion for purring

And the caffeine was schuring

And the cafes never garlanding

The kittenish kale keening

The depressant demitasse donning

And the cafés never clucking

Take thy waiting from out my heart

You warned me about the abstract art

The wanting watercolor wailing

Still is staling, still is staling

Ah, distinctly I was enjoying

With apologies to Edgar Allan Poe.