Some Poetic Writing to fill my Morning

Black runs my blood,
The Caffeine deliver system,
More functional with it
Thick as mud.

Light fills my eyeLike an engine reving up
The brain comes alive
Synapsis fire and fry

Cold Shower, Hot CoffeeA morning ritual
Radio sounds off the call
Forcing my mind to stretch like toffee

Alone, facing the world the day begins.

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