Sally A Bayan
Sally A Bayan
Oct 19, 2013      Oct 20, 2013

next to my cup of hot bitter coffee
my bowl has a cone
an avalanche of heartache cereals....
.......a plate of......
peppered uncertainties omelet
beckons, to be gulped and wiped out....
but, alas, i feel already stuffed
i can no longer swallow...
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i decided to skip breakfast....



Sally

Copyright 2013
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan

 
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