The Dregs of Cold Coffee

Perhaps he was confused from lack of sleep or
From the cold coffee that remained in his cup.
Then again, it might have been that he did not love himself
Or that he smoked too much.  For days, he had declined
A glass of wine, a rarity in that he seldom refused himself
Anything at all.  Fortunately, he was a minimalist,
Almost never over the top when it came to luxury,
Though he did indulge in loneliness.
Loneliness and the quiet of his home was the condition
Of his existence, the only reliable solutions he ever found.
He thought from time to time it was a pity he did not keep
A diary, but accurately assessed that his life was all too common.
Who would ever want to read his private thoughts but himself?

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