He came home with a small box,
a twelve-dollar piece of plastic inside.
He boiled the kettle & opened the box
to produce a funnel-shaped cup
with a hole in the bottom.
In went a paper filter
& sixteen grams of freshly ground
light-roasted Peruvian coffee beans,
then he placed the holey cup
atop a mug.
Clear water mixed quickly
with the dark coffee granules,
a light-brown foamy crema forming
atop the murky liquid:
a pool of thick, golden oil
dripping fragrant drops
into the waiting mug below.
Two & a half minutes later,
he removed the plastic cup,
its paper filter now full
of sodden coffee grounds,
to reveal a dark pool
with sweet earthy aromas
wafting up in thin tendrils of vapour.
He lifted the mug to his lips,
closed his eyes & sipped.
He put it back down, a smile playing
at the corner of his mouth.
