Monday, March 23, 2009

morning

morning
this was the day
that the lamp broke
or rather
was broken
the day that the tablecloth snagged
the day that
no matter how long the toasts toasted
they toasted too long, burned
black flavourless tablets
felt like church
all over again
you smiled like you did
when you felt nothing.
you sat down
heavy, eyes half-lidded
i said, "Let's go,
let's go get waffles."

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