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The Drop
2016-02-17 14:25:40 Post No. 7708197
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The Drop
Anonymous
2016-02-17 14:25:40
Post No. 7708197
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I'm sitting among old and young people in this café.
In front of me is a tray, with a cup of coffee, and two sugar cubes on its saucer.
Soon they will go down into the hot coffee and struggle not to get melted.
I pick them up with my thumb and index finger.
Right above the round walls of the cup I let them go, both of them, and they fall into the coffee.
There was a plop, and at the same time a drop of coffee leaps upwards from the cup.
It's as if it had been resting down there at the bottom, waiting for vengeance.
Vengeance, because the sugar cubes sank down to the bottom, taking his place.
So now the drop is menacingly high above the cup.
Suddenly it turns around and heads straight towards me and my white shirt.
There's no escape.
The drop hits me right on my stomach.
I look down and watch as it spreads to the size of a thumbnail.
I have completely forgotten about the sugar cubes, which are lying down there at the bottom, getting their lungs filled with black coffee.
They're dying only to give me pleasure.
On the table is an ashtray.
There are five cigarette butts in it.
Together they form a terrifying mass grave.
...an unnecessary mass grave.
So I stand up and walk away.
Most lives end all too soon.