Freewrite - Daily Prompt - iced coffee

Entry to the freewrite prompt hosted by @mariannewest

****iced coffee****

I like my iced coffee really cold with ice and cream, you know, the kind of things that make a coffee really shine.
Shine on a foggy day when the sun has been out for weeks. Yes weeks. Here, in winter, the sun can be out for weeks and I remember a really terrible season when the sun was gone for months.

Feelings- are linear then, going down the bin, right directly into the gutter; together with other mashed up feelings which should have been shelved long ago when there was still left a paltry sensation of hope.

But hope, even, then, tastes tasteless, coarse and hollow. Nature is teasing you with mere glimpses of oranges, but the globe hides all too fast beind the curtain of drudgery.

But still there is that iced coffee, sitting there haphazardly on my oaken desk; and just above, almost misplaced, there are two lips which I think are turned in such a way to evoke a feeling of content.