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cup of joe - gertrude (formerly veuve noire)

November 10, 2003 5:50 p.m.

Hands in clasped caress absorb heat as cold, stiff tips touch the flimsy cardboard. So thin, this cardboard, it burns, but the cold burns more cruely.

Eyes meet; he eggs me on.

Peeling lips, licked to much, part.

Raise the rim of the cup to the cusp of the mouth. Cool it with a blow. Inhale it. Taste the steam: a tantilizing teaser of a future of addiction.

Tip it.

Contact.

Burning flesh and freshly ground, it is swallowed. Ingested it envelopes me. Agony and bliss (later blisters) tingling on my tongue.

I won't taste again for days. Then I'll taste it again.

*reply to first time prompt

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