A Black Sea

The desire for caffeine 

lots of it,

Not vaginal dew drops

a black sea

 

There’s something 

very therapeutic about coffee. 

The smell enters the brain 

like a thunderbolt

 

The dark side 

the palpitations, 

and the chicken fight 

within my stomach. 

 

Then the world turns back 

to normal,

and that German Sea Captain watches his submarine sink, 

like a harpooned whale, 

beneath the water.