The stars made love to the Universe

As the moons collided with the planets they orbit

Galaxies, breaking open. Out runs the milk of the cosmos.

Trickling down…down…down.

Until it drips into your venti starbucks cup

Even though you only asked for creamer. And as you lift the cup up

To your mouth and the warm liquid passes through your lips

And onto your tongue. You sigh with satisfaction, as your body begins to warm.

Your body, filled with the by-products of a galactic phenomenon

But you can only focus on the bitter taste of the coffee…too bitter.

You silently wish you would have asked for more creamer…or maybe sugar.

It needed something more. The soul of the universe wasn’t enough.

You throw the cup, still full of the bitter liquid into the trash.

You don’t bother to,

Recycle.