A Cup of Tea
stepping out into the open air
i feel a course of light running through my veins
the sky, the sun, the grass
some things never change
and i pray they never will
underneath this tree i built
i gather from the shade
a sense of belonging for what it's worth
i could never taste the touch of your lips
or the incessant nudge of a friend's reality
but i can just as well sit here
and become the earth again
it's just me now
and that's okay
i take a trip up the countryside
my jacket across my shoulder
waving to any passers-by
it's not as lonely when everyone knows you
i find a diner off the side of the road
and stop in for a drink
i sit alone in the farthest corner
and ask the waitress for a pen
she obliges but she wants it back
then asks me what i'd like
just a cup of tea
i pull a napkin closer in
and write what i see/feel now
the sun reflecting off the window
and the glare in my glasses blinding me
it's beautiful out there
and it makes me wonder
how much more beautiful it might be with you
but it's just me now
and a cup of tea
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