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the hissing of the
steam
comforting clouds
of white
moist on my face
i can almost see my
reflection in them
getting ready for
an afternoon of tea
black, of course
what else is there?
soothing herbal teas
that tug at my throat
trickling down like lead

i can feel the ache of
hunger
it is once removed
or is that twice?
can't quite remember the
relationship today
i was supposed to see my
doctor
instead i worked
can't quite remember why
i should see a doctor
anyway
no broken legs or
tissue paper skin
only the steady
thud of my heart
and the warmth of the
tea

i smiled with my
mouth at work
i felt confused
my finger aching
it bled when i
broke the nail
customers spoke
to me
i wasn't sure why
their voices like
fog the swirls
around my legs
like a cat
a cat that has lost
its purr
maybe it will find
it again

looking forward to
winter vacation
and the rain
the rain that
drowns out my thoughts
with its blank cloud
face
the thoughts gather
in puddles and gasp
for breath
i smile as they die

work tomorrow
school on monday
the doctor visit that
will never come
only tea today
and sticky sweet
soda to give me false
energy tomorrow
forget about sleep
its slipped to the side
only arriving once the
touch of dawn arrives
bringing murky dreams
and the dank taste of
rain
perhaps i will drown in
it

forgot
work tomorrow
school on monday