Short Pekoe Poems

Orange-Pekoe Tea

A teabag is snug 
in an orange rind as it floats
on the brown sewage;

the spinach leaves swirl
as the drain gobbles and sucks, 
and the brocoli 

florets are hurried 
to the steel beast's growling maw. 
The peach liquid soap 

sponges and perfumes 
the kitchen. Sun-hued butter-
fly wings emerge, lift.