Morning Menu  - 3 in One Oil

The sky offered me pale blue as color of the morn.

The crows, caw cawing, a cacophonous concert.

She offered myself the possibility of coffee.

I put my hands between her legs.

I took what was,
Closest,
Not because of sunday-laziness,
But,
Because I could choose
The color, the sounds, the taste
I wanted.

And I called it
3-In-One Oil


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