Hydra

She said
'Have a nice day'
So, I tried, I wanted to try so hard
But this hydra hit us off guard
 
That barista was delightful
My coffee, simply delicious
But I could not go back
Because the hydra was malicious
 
Now I drink coffee alone, at home
Nobody around to say
'Have a nice day'
And still the hydra is on the roam
I cannot win in this modern apocalyptic zone.
 
June 30, 2020 - Andy McRae

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Andy McRae

I have been writing poetry for the last 13 years. It all started as an assignment for a creative writing course. I never thought I would like writing, as I am dyslexic and language was always a struggle for me, but I fell in love with the art form in that class.

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