Unsolicited solice 

A wisp of smoke curled,

off the surface. 

Coffee. 

Black. 

Mystery lurking beneath,

Where the honey thinned from the heat. 

Only brewed 

To search for answers,

In a cup that provides 

Unsolicited solice,

From everyone’s chatter and clamour

 

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