Midnight with God

Poetry #8

Leo Serafico
Nov 3 · 1 min read
Photo by Mehmet Kürşat Değer on Unsplash

The sound of friends laughing together

is replaced by spilled coffee on the counter

it’s the same routine since I was fourteen

home alone after drinking, smoking and everything in between

My coffee, cigarettes and the stars keep me company

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