Teapots

Little teapots on a shelf. Black, blue, red and white. Which one would you choose. If you choose the black one would that be saying a particular thing about you. Why do you like black? Are you dark inside. Are you gloomy. Are you tense or are you thinking that it would make your tea warmer because darker colors absorb heat faster. Or does it only apply to human skin.

If you choose blue. Would it be because you're wanting space? Vast spaces. Like the ocean or the sky. Does it depend on the type of blue? Does it make a difference if it is dark blue or light blue. Does it make you feel more like a boy to justify your masculinity?

Now red, do you pick red just because you have started reading the Communist Manifesto. A fan of Che Guevara. A little financially tight, so you think a little red in your life would bring some symbolic essence of prosperity to your life. Or are you just lacking passion and basically just horny. You want sex and just want ot see red. Red, the color of passion.

Does white just say purity for you. Wouldn't it be just nice to see your hot tea streming out of your new white teapot. Does this all fucking matter. Colors and teapots. If one puts so much emphasis on what teapot color they want does that say something about you. Are you a teapot racist because you don't want a particular teapot because of its color. A certain color doesn't fit in your life because it doesn't match various other aspects of your life. Does everything have to symbolize something for us?

With teapots don't we just want to use it to pour tea. Why does it matter? We do like to complicate things? So much questions. So complex we are as consumers. Just drink the fucking tea. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe. Pick your teapots and just go.