Breakfast for two is true
communion.
Twin mugs full plates
the disshelved kitchen
My one yolk eyes me;
its sunny stare brightens
the awkward lack
of intimacy.
Sipping orange juice in lieu
of the morning after,
the passing closeness
a treasure all its own.
Jul 18, 2020
Jul 18, 2020 at 11:59 AM UTC
Breakfast for two is true
communion.
Twin mugs full plates
the disshelved kitchen
My one yolk eyes me;
its sunny stare brightens
the awkward lack
of intimacy.
Sipping orange juice in lieu
of the morning after,
the passing closeness
a treasure all its own.
