Iced
How come you have iced mocha but not iced chocolate
If you serve only the genuine, the only one I tolerate?
Are you trying to say I'm poor
Which isn't what exactly I'm not aiming for
But not the one I'd like you to show me now
Unless of course you tell me to kiss you's how
I should see the end of days sitting here alone
Watching people listen to their books
To refuse to listen to people today
And start asking if I might not as well be just stone.
If you serve only the genuine, the only one I tolerate?
Are you trying to say I'm poor
Which isn't what exactly I'm not aiming for
But not the one I'd like you to show me now
Unless of course you tell me to kiss you's how
I should see the end of days sitting here alone
Watching people listen to their books
To refuse to listen to people today
And start asking if I might not as well be just stone.
Labels: Mark Haddon, Philippine English Poetry
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