"Cup of Mold" Terracotta-with a blue flower on the front and a mermaid shaped body, "you've always been such a hottie" he says, and you hold steam and lots of cream, hold the sugar, please, we have plenty. On the inside you are rotting. Those flower pots really need potting. A roach comes from your mouth, I try and save you, I take you into the house, but none can do, even the water and soap won't cleanse you, for you are beautiful on the outside, decaying on the inside. I hold your mouth open wide and try to resuscitate you, but none can do, I left you on the porch, you might need a blow touch soon. I can wash a thousand dishes but I can't cleanse you. You are way too beautiful to pursue. And If I had one cup for every cup of Mold, I would hold you and make sure we grow old together.