edgar allan poe coffee

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Edgar Allan Poe Coffee



It's sunday morning & wallace stevens
is too tired to lift his arm & butter his toast

walt whitman has joined forces with the blades
of grass i can feel him under my boot soles

& wm carlos williams is done delivering babies
rita coolidge is celebrating the donut man

i think she's invoking the muse
stephen mallarme is still in france

he never left the office & is still editing his first
& only poem the one he began in l857 at age l5

baudelaire is still writing his ma letters
at 3 a.m.from a boudoir-cafe in downtown paris

charlie needs a few thousand francs to buy
a new batch of furniture last set went out of

style two days ago to be alive is to be moderne
WANTED: newer & better hookers wearing

only latest fashions no yesterday women
need apply send freshest furniture in paris

plus all other necessary supplies
tobacco wine & edgar allan poe coffee

extra black---the graveyard blend
ground only in baltimore at The Cemetery Cafe

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