My Cup of Coffee

Body:
My Cup of Coffee: ‘ Relax. With every sip try aligning your thoughts in a presentable manner’
Me: ‘So you can talk?’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Yes. Well, you have to be a good listener for it.’
Me: ‘All ears.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Funny. How are you listening to me now?’
Me: ‘It is my imagination you see. I am making you talk.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Why?’
Me: ‘There is no one to talk to and I need something to write upon.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Why me? I do not like talking. I am to be felt.’
Me: ‘But I want you to talk. Be my muse for this night.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘I won’t. Period.’
Me: ‘Want to write humour.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Do you find me humourous?’
Me: ‘Let me think. Will get back on this one.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Did you prepare me for consumption or hearing your nonsense?’
Me: ‘Ah, you are cold.’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘I am in REALITY cold now.’
Me: ‘Poor me. You want me to throw you?’
My Cup of Coffee: ‘Better than hearing your nonsensical talks.’
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Kritika blogs at Undressed Thoughts (URL: www.undressedthoughts.com).

Instagram Handle: @ undressedthoughts

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