Wednesday, 25 April 2012

NaPoWriMo 2012 Day 25

it is too late, now,
for endearments and apologies
so take this instead:
did i tell you about breakfasts
back home?
how i ate graperuit segments
straight from the tin
juice caught by tongue
tip before it reached the peak
of my chin
some mornings
pineapple rings also
syrupy freshness
tha never quite satiated
the same way
as those bitter wedges

back here
mixing batter
licking fingers
last minute ingredient
bitterness tempering the sweet
rainy night memory
of sticky heat mornings

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