Indolent Coffee

If you were to
attempt
one of these
random, goofy
bits of oddball prose
broken up into
apparently arbitrary
lengths;

What would your
prosem
(I just made that up)
be about?

Rain dripping
diamonds
on bedazzling
azaleas?

Lovers casting
ardent glances across
flickering candle flames
in a midnight bistro
in Tuscany?

Daredevils in
tights and tiaras
balancing on tightropes
that tremble and sway?

Whatever it is,
I hope it’s what
pedal to the metal
interests you
and
not what you hope
might interest me,
sitting here with my
indolent coffee.

(Photo by Zach Ramelan – Unsplash.com)