Sip Of Coffee Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Winter blankets like stubborn witches
She is the purple carpets of imps
Palace like a seminary of democracy
German Castle where Luther seen the devil
Asleep in the garden
Napoleons lonely island
Waves of the graves call
Pirates attack my dreams

All these words are vacant impressions
My day just a swirling wind
We meet like two aliens
Your ray gun a little bigger
Institutions of sterile mercury
Poison in glasses of poise
Kiss the note's last breaths
A sip of coffee from Kafka