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POEM – Hateful Possessions (1)

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I’m a bad mood mug.

The clay that made me
came from a pool where
a cow was stuck fast,
mooing till she died.

My shade of green
gives tea and coffee
a bilious hue.
My handle crushes
fingers, pinching hands,
and slopping hot drinks.

When your best friend gave
me to you as a
random present,
you wondered –
for the first time –
Does she really like me?

I bounce when I’m dropped.
There’s a scratch on the tap
where you tried to crack me.
When I’m in the dishwasher,
something else gets chipped.
And yet,
you dare not throw me away.

So I squat in the
corner of the cupboard,
toad-like and repellent.
Until…
your mother-in-law
comes to stay.

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