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 Posted: Wed Oct 7th, 2009 06:23 pm
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Lovely poem Morning tea.  I drink it all day long but not after 4p.m.

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Morning Tea

The heat of the tin burns my finger.
A whistle blows.
Signaling the beginning of my day.
A train's arrival.
One more day.
I look in the cabinet for a cup.
Snowflakes. Cat. Blue. Orange.
Cat it is.
I pour a stream of steaming water.
The surface starts rising.
As it reaches the top the liquid begins to change.
A cloud of brown seeps out from the end of the single string.
First it flows down to the bottom.
Sinking before it leaches outward.
A flare.
Like clouds of vapor.
Slowly rising.
Edging its way out.
Hot.  Mysterious.  Fleeting. Unreachable.
The deeper I gaze the more brown appears.
No drop is left unchanged.
I continue to pour.
But this too swirls into the misty whirls,
Consumed.
Till there's nothing but brown.
Just brown.  
Water is a memory.
Close to what it used to be.
Yet something else entirely.
Misty. Dark.  Encompassing.

"What the hell are you doing?"
I jerk my head up to see my roommate.
She stares at me.  
A look of confusion etched into her forehead.
I glance down at my hands.
Red glistening fingers with newly forming blisters.
A shallow pool of liquid on the floor,
Clear against the flowered tiles.

"Oops.  Mugs too small."
Should of used the Snowflakes.

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