Please Coffee - by Vicente Reyes

Please Coffee

I reach for the heaven may the heaven reach for me

If I could touch God and God could touch me

I would be electrostatically magnetically vibratingly free

Like a cloud of electromagnetically charged iconoclastic matter

Raining words of brimstone upon the mass of humanity

I hurl verses in drama before my cafe crowds in my time

In my town, in my blackrobed armswinging melodic movement

I touch eyes with my wet looks in an instant of soul recognition

And feel the thrill of some universal vital flow curl my muscles

Until I spring like a cat and pounce upon some unexpectful one

In the morning I am laughing over the newspaper in bed with my lady

I am tingling with the vodka vestiges yet whispering in my veins.

You liked her you talked to him I love you do you really and please coffee

If you want it you must first no if you want that first you must please coffee

After coffee it seems the music sounds so much more tranquil in our Sunday.

I stretch on the bed reaching toward the ceiling and yell for the heavens.

I'm getting inspired I say, yawning, reaching for the quill and parched parchment.

I fold it and crease it, I age it and bless it, I will make a paper airplane

Or on a magic carpet send imagination toward you where you wait.

Please wait. Be there and I will share the visions only I could give you.

And when your heart beats strongly and you pray for me I will feel it.

I feel it even now in my time and space. You are so good for me.

You will be born someday and I will be waiting right here just for you.

See? I told you. Now if you are ready I will tell you the rest of the story later.

Vicente Reyes

September 29, 1996

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