The Brutas in You
When I sip my gingerbread latte from Starbuck’s
The drink suctions to the lid producing an elephant-ish shriek
I think that - actually -
An elephant lives in my latte
His name is Brutas
But contrary to his name,
He is really quite a gentle specimen of elephant
Why do many of these latte elephants go unnoticed?
Ignored?
Unrecognized?
Well for starters,
Most people wouldn’t expect them there, would they?
But also,
The elephants camouflage themselves in the depths of the espresso and soy
Only wanting to be made known
To those who might look for them
To those who might consider their existence
To those who recognize the extraordinary amidst the ordinary
Brutas is my friend
He gets me through my days
Every time I hear the latte slurpish groan
I whisper
“Hello Brutas”
Then I smile
Close my eyes
And continue typing at my cubicle
Next time you hear the call of your Brutas
You, too, will know
That you are not alone
The drink suctions to the lid producing an elephant-ish shriek
I think that - actually -
An elephant lives in my latte
His name is Brutas
But contrary to his name,
He is really quite a gentle specimen of elephant
Why do many of these latte elephants go unnoticed?
Ignored?
Unrecognized?
Well for starters,
Most people wouldn’t expect them there, would they?
But also,
The elephants camouflage themselves in the depths of the espresso and soy
Only wanting to be made known
To those who might look for them
To those who might consider their existence
To those who recognize the extraordinary amidst the ordinary
Brutas is my friend
He gets me through my days
Every time I hear the latte slurpish groan
I whisper
“Hello Brutas”
Then I smile
Close my eyes
And continue typing at my cubicle
Next time you hear the call of your Brutas
You, too, will know
That you are not alone