The Coffee, The Pen And The Gun



coffee and a gun


I had a cup of coffee, then two

I took a pen and wrote some notes on the paper

About the future, about the past

I wrote a letter to someone who will care enough to read it

I even draw a picture of the world as I see it

Just a black sheet of emptiness.


I don’t like guns

But I feel safe when I have one around

As being attacked too many times in my life

I always bear that feeling of threat incoming towards me.


The coffee, the pen and the gun.

I used only two of them.

The third stayed untouched.


For how long?


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