the mid-twenties: one long caffeinated haze
between overpriced lattes, busted coffee machines, and transitional craze
half-packed cardboards like dreams on pause
we haul our lives without a cause
ambition in foams and burnout in grinds
milky hopes stirred in bitter designs
but somewhere there’s space, there’s light
where a good blend softens the edge just right
here’s to the move, and to the jittery crew
new desks, same grind, perhaps with more clues
clean, hot, generous – coffee flows like ideas in the morning
’cause sometimes, changes brew better things
Hà Nội, 6/2025
Thu writes here 