From the collection The Immmediate and No Sooner, 2021.
Haiku 885
11/13/20
twentieth teapot
the oceans of strong black tea
you do drink each day
Haiku 886
11/13/20
chalky quarter moon
scrawls out white shadowy clouds
on night’s clean blackboard
Haiku 887
11/13/20
after a bottle
before a bucket or tub –
when should I finish?
Haiku 888
11/13/20
the so-practiced spy
turned abrupt meddler unmasked
with that one misstep
Claudia McGill Writes Poetry, Did You Know That? 
I especially love the chalkboard conceit. The first poem makes me feel better about my tea drinking habit as I definitely don’t make as many as twenty pots or even mugs of tea per day.
Yes, that tea drinking, I do a lot of it, though more of it is cold vs. hot. I have always liked tea since I was young.
I am haiku 885.
I am smiling as I read this. I imagine one of your people right now with a big pink teapot of tea with her tiny fingers grasped around a striped mug. (No idea why I had so much detail in this vision, I just did!)