Technical teabags

A green tea of high-

tech-

nified bag becomes me

this morning: a proud

disability does walk the streets,

damp and wetting like

the sex you always remind me

of.

The sex that shall never dos

appear nor van

ish like red car from the field of

bi-

sons:

wholly 

my life and ti[e]-

me-

s.

And if disability I have,

it dis-

ables me in no way

at all, whatever your

re-

call-

lectionaries.

So remember this,

when you say it without 

thought; when you

catch yourself foolish,

or find your

self

caught:

people are people before

they are infirmity.

And all of us will one day

live the condition you call

out with such 

glee.

So instead of disabling my

life, why not settle down

for our high-

tech-

nified tea, and share what we

have with what we are?

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