Two Friends Shake Hands in the Liver

Coffee,

meet booze.

Booze,

this is coffee,

my friend at 9 AM

when I’m half awake

and struggling to function.

Coffee,

booze makes me sing

karaoke,

and sometimes

I also

Fall over.

Booze,

coffee is the one

I warned you about;

it sometimes makes my hands shake

like you do.

Booze,

I’m sorry

but I think

we need to talk.

Coffee,

I don’t like it

when you’re black;

I’m not a racist

but

white is right

and black is whack,

you can call me

a white coffee

supremacist.

Coffee,

you need

a little sugar;

booze,

you’re sweet enough.

Booze,

I’ve got the blues;

I used to abuse you

loosely,

but now

I need to put

the kettle on.

Coffee,

I’m a-comin’;

don’t let me fall asleep

in a meeting.

Booze,

I’m sure I’ll see you

this evening.