One more cup of coffee before I go
But where?
Where will I go
and what will I do?

It’s a cold, lazy day
and the fire is crackling.
Surely errands can wait
for me to sit by the fire
and have one more cup of coffee.

That is what weekends are for.
at least for the privileged
who do not need to work on weekends.
Or the underprivileged who do not have farm chores
that need to be done. (I do think tending the earth
is a privilege most do not deserve hence Walmarts)

so I sit by the fire
ponder the unfairness,
the injustice of life
and drink one more cup of coffee.