The Coffee You Never Cleaned

I tried to sell myself-
notices on cracked glass, but
no one wants things that are
broken

Something you said
over smiles and
strawberries, but I don’t
remember

Tears unseen
winding through unfamiliar
roads, but they never
end

Someone saw your
heart, they told me it
was all over the
floor

I was going to tell
you to be careful, but
I just looked in the mirror and
Laughed

He sat in the car, but
didn’t know where he was
going, and you might have
Told

I don’t spare such
delicate words to
anybody except
you

She wonders why it
happened to her, but
freedom is a
choice

Whispered promises, dropped
all over with the
coffee that you never
cleaned

It’s stopped
raining, but I guess you
don’t want to hear about the
sun