Thought That Thought

When I find a particularly good cup of coffee,

At a particularly hip coffee shop,

My first thought is:

“(You) would love this place.”

 

Then I gasp,

And try to pull the text out of the thought bubble in the air.

I grasp at the N, the O’s and the period to try and get them to come down,

So I can convince myself I never even thought that thought,

Never even allowed my mind,

Where I will never let my body go.

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