Coffee Makes Me Want Tea

Yesterday my basil plant was dead
and I felt guilty because It was given to me
so I gave it a bath in my prettiest bowl, now it’s whole.
If you wilt you can have my finest crockery
just as long as you come home to bed with me.

And my washing comes out warm now
wet a bit but less than it was before, it makes me smile
smells like cut grass for a mile
or two.

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