this is where i lie dormant and pretend to be the crust,
burnt and broken
at the bottom of the toaster

fragments of how things used to feel and taste
and be warm and last forever
when they were smothered with the promise of cinnamon,

this is where i lie dormant and recall a time
when we'd count our blessings before we counted calories.

04/15/2008

Posted on 04/15/2008
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