By Brett Nielsen
Mention morning off starts,
as a loading screen forth,
a computer. One sip
at a time. The bar fills
slowly. Creeps on my tongue,
tasty cocoa flavor,
Hint of coconut, drop
of almond. Sips of two.
bar litter too sudden,
the tartness creates,
tropical paradise.
One drink, brings to my soul,
awake. Fifty percent.
Safe and comfort, rises
to the event, flutter
in my tummy. Last gulp,
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