She is making some tea

She is making some tea

her skin is taut

her bones are coming loose

disjointing with no particular precision

or faith in the trashiness

of my reasoning

I serve no purpose

to this angry dolphin

who doesn’t care how

much I love

or lie

she says she wants to die

to shed her disguise

and transform

into a greasy burger

for all and sundry to enjoy

and regret later

in the paleness of time

on a comfy bed

but for the moment

she needs to forget that the

world cannot be rectified

by a cup of tea.

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