...pot was a shape that looked like a foetus. I stared at it interestedly. Amd rhen t it more resembled an ear, until finally in t t dissipates d d d, unwinding into a coiled snake. I poured the coffee into a mug u and carries d d it into the lounge area, di odging ginger cat and numerous reference books spread oit u on the floor. The crema now forms the night sky , leaving a large crescent moon of black coffee. I drink.