Limerance Haibun
One possible explanation, for why the English like to put milk in their tea
Is that the teacups the average person owned in 19th century Britain
Were made of bone, probably cattle bones, turned to ash and then a kind of glass
And that bone China didn’t handle heat as well as fine porcelain did
So the splash of cold milk helped keep the cup from breaking apart
And I have missed you, like light through a cracked sphere of unknown liquid in a laboratory, grain alcohol in the noonlight
Where the ocean currents meet far beneath the seas, coastline like the wake of a mirage behind your back
Like the magpie taking flight, wings cutting the sky, smokeland on the horizon