Black Coffee

My colleague who

I take the tea break with

Neither me nor him

Drink tea

He orders a cup

Of black coffee

And I take it with milk

Every day

He pesters me

To try it at least once

But I am marred by

My own inhibitions

Of how it would taste

and make my mouth

Hell bitter

All I have to do it

Sip it once

And decide for sure

For future

But I play this game

Of anticipations and

Pre conceived notions

That gives my mind

A new something to do

Before someday

I deccide to kill

This game forever