don't reach the floor

sipping coffee and blowing smoke

rather be 
somehow impossible

to force what once was

so much excitement

want to get out 
of this book this box

that keeps me trapped

sipping coffee and relaxing with jah

appreciation 
growing up within everyday

three years in the confines 
of one book of thoughts 
says that writer is distracted

real life has got him by the balls

sipping coffee trying to loosen the grip

the phone is silent 
because no one wants

to talk yet he has so much to say

and somehow his writing has gotten messier

in three years’ time probably has plenty of gray

sipping away and refill the cup

and bowl until feet 
don’t reach the floor…