1/16/2021

First Cup

Only this steam rising from this surface,

only these porcelain walls, 

only this brief moment of knowing 

there is no other cup.


[LSS, 1/16/21]


Exorcism


Stopping your ears

by pressing,

stopping your gut

by contracting,

entering the sound

of the tsunami.


[LSS, 1/16/21]


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