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NAPOWRIMO post number 4

Dear Gods and Goddesses of NAPOWRIMO please forgive me. It seems as though post 21 was actually posted on Friday, not Saturday though I swear it was after 12 when I wrote that. And due to homework I have just now logged on to post my Sunday Poem though the evil clock is telling me it is technically already Monday, but I swear at the end of the month I will have posted 30 poems in 30 days and I hope that is good enough even with these two small timing errors :-( . So here it is, poem number 4.

the sweet nectar of the caffeinated generation dances across my lips
as we sit in the growing darkness,

the passing cars play like a Juke box, constantly changing tunes pass us as we sit solitary.

around us the world is fluid a never ending movement of color, lights and sound but here we stay content to let tonight's caliginosity consume us.

we speak of memories, aspirations and acquaintances,
laughter rings between words and gulps of our respective brown libation.

finally the chill sets in and our fingers numb as they clutch our cups
forcing us to part ways till we return to this holy temple of caffeine and conversation

H.