Somebody's Watchin' You

Somebody's Watchin' You

I was pouring then empty

ing

     out the coffee pot.

There were grains 

     at the bottom 

          with a swallow of coffee.

I threw it out but felt

     as though someone had

          been looking over my

shoulder to see what I would

do.     Then as I was feel

ing

     that, I reflexed

          into a rationale

about my decision.

Mind:

     "Proper espresso drinkers

just drink that down," but no

          espresso drinkers were

in the kitchen with me, so…

          how did I end up

at the bottom of my mug?

[surrealist]