you taste
the sauce,
letting the spoon
drip
close
to your lips
over
the boiling
pot.
more salt.
more pepper.
and as goes
your night.
more spice
would be nice.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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