Eila Mahima Jaipaul
I Got It Bad - Poem by Eila Mahima Jaipaul
I heated my tea twice
went upstairs and came down
only once though...
stood and watched the laundry spin
held the dish-brush, and put it back
yeah, that was a mistake...
smoked a cigarette,
and wrote a poem
I got it bad.
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