Burnt Coffee Beans Here Looking For Cream And Sugar Poem by Chuy Amante

I don't feel like much, been around, grew up, picked,
thrown in the fire
and now I'm well done... and available

But i was thinking that if i smashed myself into dust
and found some bored soul named Ms. Cream Sugar,
maybe we could get together and the two as ONE
could really be something.

We would be poetry, in a cup:

Sugar mama, you need me
and i need you,
together as ONE,
no longer two

We'd taste perfect
and always mix well
making life Heaven,
no more hell