I burned toast today
My mind flew back to when she left
“Charcoal is a universal antidote,”
She said. “I left you toast to help you recover.”
And she slammed the door.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
April is National Poetry Month
Labels:
"imaginary book",
food,
poetry,
words
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment