Cinder toffee

Coffee’s done
and I’m about to be,

Werk or work
when I put my glasses on
passes all understanding.

if it’s the opium of the working class
I should abstain.

But I’ll go again
what else?
perhaps I like the pain
or
maybe it reminds me
that all that glitters
is usually hoar frost.

Lost?
I could be
the (itsabitloudboy)
may tell me
it’s under L
in the dictionary,

No friction
no traction
just fiction
fact’s
based on.

© 2017, John Smallshaw.