Don't drink coffee, but have 3 brewing devices. I've always loved to watch the breathing of cezve. Inhaling ceremonies, exhaling recipes of garlic, of cardamom, sticky sugar... The hot sands and musical nights. 

And I brought it out to now make cacao. Sweet, thick, breathing comfort, with a shadow of a thaumaturgist standing behind me.

Falling victim

to hormones, habits

and support

Stealing one's emotions

your time

When in fact 

all I have to do 

is change

It's your turn 

to not fall for this