Tavern Hospitality, Endless Refill Night by D.C. Buschmann

Just before dawn I knew
it was not the coffee
or the chocolate

behind the up, down
stretch, roll
turn, curl
pillow fluff

repeat

r.e.p.e.a.t.

REPEAT!

I should’ve had
the pinot or the merlot—

NOT the Coke.

D.C. Buschmann is retired. Her poem, “Death Comes for a Friend,” was the Editor’s Choice in Poetry Quarterly, Winter 2018. She has been a finalist in several essay and poetry contests, but has never won anything. Her work appears in anthologies in the US, the UK, Australia, Iraq, and India and has been in or will appear in Kurt Vonnegut Museum and Library’s So it Goes Literary Journal, Flying Island, Poppy Road Review, San Pedro River Review, The Great American Wise Ass by Lamar University Press, Rat’s Ass Review, Nerve Cowboy, and elsewhere. Her first chapbook is being pondered.