The Importance of Tea Parties
you tell me about
the ghosts
you talk to at night
how they keep you company
in the eye of the hurricane
you call your life
you serve them tea
and ask if they would
prefer milk or lemon
one lump or two
laughing at all the appropriate
places in your eerie conversation
as the maelstrom of madness
swirls around you
so ethereal…
you escort your guests
to the door
asking if they had a good time
you tell me about
the importance of tea parties
and how you would go crazy
if you couldn’t have one
every night
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