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No More Mochas
I had already tried to start
cutting down on my
caffeine consumption
before they committed me.
Still,
it was a
jolt
to find that in
none
of the three places I
found myself in
could I get
any
caffeinated beverage.
No caffeinated coffee.
No sodas. Hell, no
chocolate for that
matter.
Why?
Work against our
meds, get us riled
up, worked up,
when instead we
were supposed to
be good zombies.
Even though we could
have placebo
(i.e., decaf)
coffee,
it stank too much of
the real thing,
so I relegated myself
to the juices,
became partial to apple,
and now, on the outside,
I find myself buying
decaf Lattes.
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