decaffeinated

i've become bitter.

so bitter that i swallow sugar in fistfuls

lest i burn a hole

in the ceramic mug i live to fill.

i only wish the sugar didn't dissolve so quickly.

i am the kind of bitter you'd much rather

watch disappear down the drain of the kitchen sink

than taste in your throat.

the kind of bitter that cramps your stomach

and leaves coffee stains on your sanity.

sip me and spit me out.

i want to be tasted,

and even more to decorate your walls.