I drink my coffee through a straw,
the conduit acting as a filter
to draw away any bitterness;
Any teeth staining substance.
A way to let the hot liquid slip
straight down my throat:
a bitter pill made less
difficult to swallow.
Much like I did with you,
using lust as a conduit
to safeguard my feelings
until I had enough distance
to realize what you were.
A bitter substance
better left untasted,
no matter the caffeine rush
you promised to give.
It wasn't worth the risk
of tasting you
craving you
becoming addicted to you
for a simple jolt to start each day.
But I did it anyway.
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