It's hard to be a social person
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Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Coffee or tea?
The coffee call
Riding the bullet train
For the morning paper
Like the fire in the stairwell
Looking for right stage exits
Bedroom firelights dancing
With urgency rising
Cornered shadows dying
For sunlight to yawn louder
They burn butterless toast
With sugar on the side
But then I drink tea instead.
(c) Hazlin Aminudin, 2011
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