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A Poem: Cup Dream 

I have written a poem that must be kept in a cup
It must have a white calla lily somewhere in the design
I search every cupboard but all the cups are gone

There is a three-tiered wire shelf in the middle of a room
A woman is also heading towards the last remaining cups
stacked on three shelves

I help her balance the stack of cups already loaded in her arms
As I turn away from the stack of cups to help her, she grabs the only
with the calla lily design and says, "I'll take that one too."

The cup casts
a shadow on the white
linen covered table
it invites
slightly beaten raw eggs
chicken soup
chamomile tea
Johnny Carson's whisky
braced for coffee
cooled by water
The cup emptied
wiped clean
reveals no traces
keeps all secrets

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