Saga of a Flipped Switch

I awake

move slowly

slower

I slog to the brew pot

grind some beans

add some water

flip the switch

and wait

and wait

and wait

I'm patient,

somewhat

sometimes

maybe

maybe not

I sip, too hot, 

I wait

and wait

and wait

I sip sip,

small gulp, so good!

I wait 

and wait

and wait

Time to shower,

no waiting

I walk with vigor

my switch has flipped 

~ 

Interpretation (ai): The poem is a humorous yet affectionate portrayal of the dependence on morning coffee as a catalyst for transformation. It moves from exhaustion → ritual → waiting → reward → activation. Coffee isn’t just a beverage—it’s the literal and metaphorical switch that powers the start of the day.