You aren't supposed to be gone.

BLACK TEA 
by Khalil Somadi 

u don't like my black tea?
but u said u love me!
so my coffee grounds drown 
the yawns leftover from your sleeping.
sounds like i

might be succeeding
in my  keeping 
u awake,
and u really think u hate
my black tea.

feel me
all in your dome
where fuckery has made its home
too long...
slowly, 
wholly 
gone 
are all the bloated air
pockets there!
i have come to fill your mind
with mental gold from a deeper time
on a steep incline
of the truth,
cuz there is no substitute 
for our real knowing.
i am showing 
u the way to be free,
but u say that u don't like my black tea!

way-too-black me...
changed your comfort zone.
and tho u don't want me to leave u alone,
u want me to leave u be!
black tea 
is u
black tea 
is me.
come and drink the dark
that lets your quenching start
inside your thirsting heart...

u don't have to like my black tea anymore...
as long as u can find your way to liking yours!