i’d love to hear about the tea
people pour about me.
how bitter is it?
do they serve it hot, steam over spilling
from the rim heated with anger
or perhaps they let it cool down a bit
before letting it flow over icy words?
do they candy coat it with tons of sugar
to make it seem like they had my
best intentions in mind
as they stirred in their lies?
is the cup so sticky with honey
you can’t put it down, even though
you’ve tried and tried and tried.
does it come offered to you with milk
or cream so you can decide how
light or dark you’d prefer it?
perhaps, it isn’t even tea your drinking
yet you so desperate for something
you’ll take anything they’ll give you.