My nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning grey
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone away*
Here's a cup for thrill seekers and highway ramblers. It's a spill waiting to happen. Gravity holds the sides vertical when in use but beware of setting your coffee down. Regardless, it's a charming artifact found in a friend's East London home.
* from Black Coffee by Burke, J.Francis/Webster, Paul Frances