I should turn the light off.
Take two tea bags
to the heated water
by the electric water heater
(there is no kettle
in this house).
Orange tea. Toast
wouldn't be so good with this.
Maybe dessert or fruit.
Put it on the dresser, careful
with the wood. It burns
like feathers down the throat,
like a bad cough. Nervous again.
Close the open tea box
the tin clatters
against the frame.
It's past midnight anyway.
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