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South Fork Poetry: ‘Black Coffee Blues’

By Bruce Buschel

After your first cup of Peet’s

you remember you can’t write

code and never could hit a curve

You can’t mobilize an army

brat and you haven’t a green

thumb to while away the rosy day

After a second cup of Peet’s

you remember you can’t deracinate

a spleen and can’t even find one

You haven’t invented anything yet-

to-be-invented and don’t know how to

monetize a good idea

After your last cup of Peet’s

you chase a wild goose

across the keyboard sky

And then settle on a nap

Bruce Buschel is a writer, producer, director, and restaurateur who lives in Bridgehampton.

 

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