At age thirteen
I was a queen
of interaction
with tea.

The more the stronger
and lasted longer
defense reaction in me.

No sugar, powdered,
intentions crowded
aloof production
times three.

Oolong, espresso,
maté... Aggressor
of no reduction
in me,

alert and shaken,
by word awaken,
- pure deduction,

Replace my impulse
to nonexistence,
external essence
of free!

A poem by Lena Nechet.
Teens, Tea, Addiction


Lena Nechet, artist - Fine art, media productions, language.
San Diego, California , USA , 323-686-1771