Swished around in
the scorching pan
flamed by your love
by the spatula of your commands
poked again and again by your demands
here I stand
tried to my bones
totally fried to my bones
ready to be peppered
and devoured whole.
Consume me away if you so wish,
with this hot cup of coffee, I made for you.
But for God’s sake break thy silence.
I want to help.
Tell me what the hell did I do this time – or did not.
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