Timothy Francis Savage

Half Fat White, No Sugar

I have been writing poetry most of my life I love how so much can be said using so little. I am not a literary person but have always enjoyed this form which drips out of me, for reasons I can’t explain, almost constantly. I have written poems to try and explain this like Surfers Block, Special Pre…

My coffee tires,
Its heat and reason dissipate.
The sweat, labor, mineral, character
Infusion of steaming arbored slopes,
Mellow into my last chapter.
It cannot be revived.
Like me, it slips slowly into atmosphere.
A mere participant in unfathomable process.

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