Coffee

Brewed with a vengeance,
a lovely old tar.
Just my invention,
melted tires from my car.

The taste of my morning,
a sip then I chew,
thirty-two chomp times
Ahhh, my darkest of brews

A final tongue lashing,
a deep breath to get ready.
A hard swallow to measure
the rush as it steadies.

Pleasure comes swiftly,
as the caffeine begins.
I awaken to morning,
as this dream potion kicks in.