Polly

I didn’t mean to forget you.
You were simply too hot when I met you
Too full of steam
You were smoke on water
Infusing
Confusing
Staring into me
I wanted to drink you
I could have drank you
If I didn’t mind the burns
But I did
And it hurt to leave you but I had to
I meant to wait until you cooled
For your fire to settle
But you were stone when I remembered
And I’m sorry
I’m so sorry.

 

I drain you
Toss the leaves
And turn the kettle on.

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