The Cold Tea Of Otteri - Poem by RIC BASTASA

do i get a cold tea?

i prefer it hot really
and the green one
and a moist butter
cake to go with it.


the cold tea
or colder, i detest
the trauma is
still there in the coldness

of her body and hands
when she slept with me
she was dead

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 11, 2008

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