'Pop' it goes

Round and round,
the rhythmic banter.
swirling of liquids,
within each vessel....

Sub humans,
Semi-sonic voices.
Half pair of visions,
Diminished perceptions
Scattered deceit,
Tattered pretense.....

....Round and round,
the rhythmic banter.
swirling of liquids,
within each vessel...

with..

Sprouted sprint of,
adoration.
Budding rise of,
misconceptions...

..And
....Round and round,
goes the the rhythmic banter.
swirling of liquids,
within each vessel.


But,
some pure projections,
and thoughtless confessions.
Pretty strings of,
glued up oblivion


Tea.

The high nosed worthies.

And splash go the cubes.