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Pouring Spouts Of Steaming Tea

Pouring spouts of steaming tea
into my tea cup near me
and the little bright cow
on the mug
staring at me
with a flower in his mouth
and yellow with glee

steaming words wisp by my closed eyes
that come from depths of compromise
and time lost on chasing love
that turned to a night time croaking of a frog

It's not all in vain
I knew it watching children play
and then smoke at a park bench
watching videos on their phones
in Mosnita one day

The tea, it's hot, not lukewarm or not cold
meaning I'm moving as I should

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