The smell of fake chocolate violates my brain
It didn’t ask whether or not to enter my nose.
It’s pal, fake vanilla, is a bully too.
Brash and unapologetic, it reminds me
This is a school yard and I am prey
I leave the coffee house before fake mint,
Fake hazelnut, and non-dairy creamer make
an appearance.
I’m thirsty.
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