Monday, September 28, 2020

what you desire


it's the sound
a plate makes against another,
the closing
of a door,
the rattle
of dishes in the cupboard.
it's the tinkling
of silver
in the drawer,
the glasses aligned
tight beside
each other.
there is order here.
you can smell it
in the cinnamon, 
see it in the flowers.
the sheen of a sink
well used
the warm oven
baking
what you desire.

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