contentment flows through me
but it's a quick fix
like placebo decaf
hot and black
coffee scents
like cold, frozen, mocha ice
splash across my hot tongue
tasting the ground up grains
of the earth
my frothy life races by
juices pick me up with a crazy beat
i can only hope to keep up
as the bands blast their truth across the sky
of this ampitheater life
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