Tea.

Show me pictures
Of all your relatives
Especially the ugly ones.
I will admire the juxtaposition
Of your stout auntie
With the chubby milk churn.

Later, tracing a teardrop of excema
On your crook,
I will put it to you
That we have grown up casual
Except on work days
When you cannot place your auntie-

Cannot place me.
Breakfast television presenters
Point out
This lack of suavity
As you decaffeinate the tea.