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Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Tea

They lie there, legs entwined, steeped in history and bubbling over
Needing sugar and having none
It's a bitter end but one they can't stop sipping
Made easier by a general lack of clothes and 
words
Til it hits the stove and burns the pot
Makes it too hot to stay 
in the kitchen 
So they curl, from now
til they get smoked out

2 comments:

  1. Thank you! Lol I didn't know you were still reading, always happy to have your comments ^_^

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