#100repchallenge, poetry
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#095: midweek, at the office

an open tin of water colour paints

arrives on a communal table one day

causing fingers to crawl

over water-cut QWERTY keys

scale the scalding glass of a fresh cup of tea

and survive the plight of staple attacks

before leaping into crimson’s near-empty pot

over-zealous on love, willing to take their shot

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