i was jingled into believing that
hitam itu keunggulan:
invoking senses by blended scents rising
from steaming water stirred
with spoonfuls of bold black and sugarcane specks,
the whirlpool pulling me in
is a dark swirl of mixed notes
and spiralling memories, of moods
swinging from the coldest of temperaments
to blistering tempers and tongues.
i grew up thinking
everyone started their day with java,
that instead of learning to ice our burns,
we were all taught
that all it takes to deal with heated things
is to pour out the contents in a shallow container,
and either blow some steam off or wait for it cool down
before you dip in and sip
till the last drop.
life feels a lot like a cup of kopi o
complex
bittersweet
anxiety-inducing.
wait.
is that why i just buy four boxes of fruity teas?
Last updated: 2019-09-03 5.27pm
i was jingled into believing that
hitam itu keunggulan:
invoking senses by blended scents rising
from steaming water stirred
with spoonfuls of bold black and sugarcane specks,
the whirlpool pulling me in
is a dark swirl of mixed notes
and spiralling memories, of moods
swinging from the coldest of temperaments
to blistering tempers and tongues.
i grew up thinking
everyone started their day with java,
that instead of learning to ice our burns,
we were all taught
that all it takes to deal with heated things
is to pour out the contents in a shallow container
and let it cool down a little before you dip
your lips in and sip
till the last
drop.
life feels a lot like a cup of kopi o:
familiar
complex
bittersweet
anxiety-inducing.
perhaps this explains why
i just bought 4 boxes of fruity teas
maybe.
Last updated: 2019-08-29 4.14pm
i was jingled into believing that
hitam itu keunggulan:
senses invoked by blended scents rising
from steaming water stirred
with spoonfuls of bold black and sugarcane specks
causing a dark spiral swirling and pulling me in, a whirlpool
of mixed notes and memories, conjuring moods
swinging from the coldest of temperaments
to blistering tempers and tongues.
i grew up thinking
everyone started their day with black coffee,
that i wasn't the only who,
instead of learning to ice our burns,
had been taught
that all it takes to deal with heated things things
is to pour some on a saucer and blow on it a little
before you dip your lips in
and sip till the last drop.
lately, life feels a lot like a cup of kopi o.
familiar
complex
bittersweet
anxiety-inducing.
i think
i have grown
to like fruity teas more now.
Last updated: 2019-08-28 6.20pm
i was jingled into believing
that hitam itu keunggulan
i grew up thinking
this is why people start their day with coffee
the familiar aroma that rises
as careful hands unload boiling water on
spoonfuls of bold black specks
with a generous amount of sugar stirred in
- kurang manis wasn't a concept back then -
the swirls pull me in,
a whirlpool of mixed notes and memories
of moods
swinging from the coldest of temperaments
to blistering tempers and tongues.
we never had ice for our burns,
but i have been taught
to pour scalding drinks in a saucer,
blow on it a little,
and sip
slowly,
slowly.
just like that.
i have learnt
that life is a lot like a cup of hot kopi o:
complex
bittersweet
anxiety-inducing.
hitam itu keunggulan
but i think i might have grown
to prefer fruity teas now.
2019-07-25 11.33am
i was jingled into learning that
hitam itu keunggulan
i grew up thinking
this is why every one starts their day with coffee
the aroma that rises
as careful hands unloading boiling water on
a spoonful of bold black specks
with a generous amount of sugar stirred in
- kurang manis wasn't a concept back then -
the swirls pull me in,
entrapping me in memories of moods
swinging from the coldest of temperaments
to blistering tempers and tongues.
we never had ice for our burns back then
but i have been taught
to pour some in a saucer,
blow on it a little,
and sip slowly, slowly
this is how
you enjoy the bittersweetness of its mixed notes
or so i was told.
hitam itu keunggulan
but i think i might have grown
to prefer fruity teas now.
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