Dangling, I wave you over your inevitable fate
I am about to douse you
Drench you
Scald you
Suck the life out of you
After your life blood is flowing from you
Swirling around the steaming water
Blending, melting, dissolving
As a further insult I will smother you
In a sticky yellow mess
Then finally, I will jab you with metal
Beat you vigorously
Before pulling you out
And rudely discarding you
You are no good to me anymore
But the tea is delicious.
Hey! Remember Me?
7 years ago