sombrero en el camino

Still waiting
For this tea party to pop off
Waiting for my cup to arrive
Full of the decadent undernoted flavors
Playing tricks with my senses
Before the implosion of society
takes a more permanent grip
Before slippery slopes meant
Water on a hill
An invisible gathering
Still waiting

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