Black coffee

The bitterness of the vending machine driven sugarless black coffee
Hit the insides and the outside of my brain with an hammer
Not made of steel but of thoughts that struck me hard
Drowsiness and emptiness disappeared from my brain
Speeding away through my nose, eyes and ears
Into the emptiness of the atmosphere around.
I opened my eyes wide and stared at the world like a new born baby
Here, I should acknowledge I have a never seen
A new born baby open its eye wide and stare at the world, wide eyed
But if there was such a baby doing such a thing the baby would have looked like me

The bitterness of the coffee hit my brain and not only drove away sleep and bitterness
It also drove away the bitter thoughts that enveloped my brain's insides and outsides
Sweet thoughts did not flow into my head for bitterer thoughts entered my brain
I said 'stop' aloud and stopped the bitterer thought dead on its tracks
I drank another sip of the bitter black sugarless vending machine birthed coffee
To merciless murder the bitterer thoughts that were stuck dead on its tracks
Now that the bitter and bitterer thoughts were dead it was only right to cremate them
A voice in my head asked "cremate or bury?"
Another voice responded vehemently "Cremate, these are Hindu thoughts".
I sipped another sip of the bitter black hot sugarless coffee
I let the heat flow through my head to burn the bitter and bitterer thoughts down into ash
Now it was time for the two voices in my head to shovel the ash out
They shovelled the ashes of the bitter and bitterer thoughts down my nose singing 
"Heave the ash and ho the ash. Let it wash away from here to the eternal nothingness outside."
It was not much of a song and the voices were not good singers either
But I ignored the cacophony for they had a job to do and could not be disturbed.
Besides I was busy sneezing the ash out through my nose.
I sipped and sipped the hot black sugarless bitter and now not so hot coffee till the cup became empty
And my mind was free of sleep, drowsiness and bitter thoughts
Only Ian Gillan sang "Can't hide, can't hide my misery" into my ears
"Before,... Before, ... Never, never before..."