Morning Coffee

Burnt coffee tongue.
Ridged pain.
Instant mouth drought.
A reminder that life
can hurt.
Acid river of pain,
typical of lonely days.
My burned muscle
is time’s docking.
Just to feel anything
is a gift
under December skies.
Roof of mouth
now carpet texture.
Time heals
all wounds.

About the Author:
Michelle Donfrio is an advertising associate by day and an avid writer by night. She has had varied writing experiences including working for WGN television and STM-Joliet Herald News. She has most recently has a poem published in Nolos.