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The Coffee Filter thread This here is a partial transcription of a thread on alt.slack. Tell you what, that Rev. Ramona Back It On Up 13 sure gots the touch. Tater: Tater finds him somethin he likes at a good price, he'll buy a bucketful. Found some good shower soap and bought about three years worth. Didn't tell Marlene, though. One time Tater brought home enough coffee filters last the rest of our lives. Told Marlene that and it set her to frettin so bad, Tater took em down to the Seed-n-Feed. She didn't like seein her life laid out in front of her in coffee filters, Tater figures. Ramona: Nobody wants to confront their mortality when they see that stack of coffee filters getting low, Tater. It's not fair. Think about it. A nice high stack of coffee filters now, but someday she gets halfway through that stack, and looks in the mirror. Things aren't looking as good in there as they were when the stack was new. Marlene maybe has a few crinkles around her eyes now, or her boobies don't sit as high. They still look alright, though, and she can still turn heads. The years go by, the stack dwindles. The mirror mocks her with a streak of grey in her hair that once was so dark and youthful. Her hands bear small age spots, and the skin is more papery now. She never noticed it before. It has a texture not unlike a coffee filter that has been sitting in the cabinet awhile. One day, she goes to make Tater's morning pot of coffee, and reaches in to find the last filter. She looks out the window, to the west. It seems the sun is setting this morning, instead of rising. A single tear slides down Marlene's cheek. It has been a good life. Tater: That's poetry. Ramona: :Monday morning, coffee filters :See the stack so fresh and high, :And the coffee, strong and tasty, :She who drinks it will not die :Tuesday morning, coffee filters, :Stacked up there upon the shelf :Tho’ it has begun to dwindle, :She who drinks enjoys good health :Wednesday morning, coffee filters, :Barely does the level shrink :Surely there is youth remaining :There for she who takes a drink :Thursday morning, coffee filters, :There she’ll pause, observe the stack :Reflect a moment, life is fleeting, :Drink and push the feeling back :Friday morning, coffee filters, :Just ignore that nagging doubt :Drink the coffee, strangely bitter, :Life and coffee, running out :Saturday morning, coffee filters :Gathering darkness fills the room :Waiting coffee, in the perker, :Waiting coffee, in the tomb :Sunday’s coffee, final filter :Drink it in the setting sun :Savor every final mouthful :No more coffee for anyone. Tater's final note: Now ain't that somethin? Tell you what, brings a tear to the eye. Coffee filters -- enough to last a lifetime [[File:CoffeeFilters.jpg]]
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