without you

there would be no morning coffee

no afternoon tea

no drunken two-minute noodles

nothing to fill the spaces on my desk

no paintbrush holder

no failed Pinterest recipes

no makeshift ashtray

no space for corny messages

nothing to knock over

not just once

but multiple times

despite your chipped imperfections

and stained interior

you remain one of man’s most wondrous creations

your usefulness often underappreciated

your humble appearance

acting as a disguise 

waiting to reveal 

the endless possibilities contained inside you 

 

 

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