Life lessons physically near spuds

poetry

Fry dinner on the kitchen stove
understanding only crying for onions
all thought lost in sounds of french-frying

4 thoughts on “Life lessons physically near spuds

    1. beighartman's avatar

      I feel nothing. I am a cyborg that sends out billions of spam emails telling senior citizens that they have won the Nigerian lottery and for a 70 dollar claim fee and their social security number, I will wire the 14,000,000 dollar prize into the account of their choosing.

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