Monday, February 10, 2014

PERFUNCTORY

I don't just 
want 
to start—sipping comfortably

a new white cup 
of steam-
hot and bold-

blooming 
black tea—I also
(simultaneously)

long to feel
at the bottom 
of it all—that same ardor

that first fills 
up such
a vessel initially.

But how strange—
and how 
tough! and unusual—don't you

agree?—to drain
down the last 
bitter—and lukewarm

drop of the 
drink 
just as eager-

(not 
to mention grate-)
fully!