The Cup Of Water Poem by Mark Heathcote
The Cup Of Water
The cup of water
has a mouth for stars
in the shadow
where a black hole
fills our hearts.
The cup of water
Flavours our eyes
like dew wet dill
we gaze into the skies.
Ferment-do-gooders
do we feel despised?
Death is our only
natural guardian
He's never told us lies.
Saturday, September 3, 2022
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