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“The Coffeehouse Troubadour by Stewart Stafford I am The Coffeehouse Troubadour; Catchpenny conduit of all your pain, Nanosecond glance, a collective boil lanced, And my mirror refracts again. You mix my words in bitterest cups, Laced to an addictive latte brew, Read the room as we slowly dance And see, it's not about me, it's about you. Did you catch the trick I pulled there? Would you like me to show you once more? Or put on your coat in silent meditation? A rainy baptism as you walk through the door? © 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.” — Stewart Stafford
The Coffeehouse Troubadour by Stewart Stafford
I am The Coffeehouse Troubadour;
Catchpenny conduit of all your pain,
Nanosecond glance, a collective boil lanced,
And my mirror refracts again.
You mix my words in bitterest cups,
Laced to an addictive latte brew,
Read the room as we slowly dance
And see, it's not about me, it's about you.
Did you catch the trick I pulled there?
Would you like me to show you once more?
Or put on your coat in silent meditation?
A rainy baptism as you walk through the door?
© 2025, Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.