Saturday, January 30, 2010

oldy


I ate mine,
today -
the ones that you did not -
they were full of life today -
as they were meant to be.
So crisp of a shell,
so crisp -
and so brittle.
Milky,
and rich at times -
but so milky.
There were so many,
in a way -
so few,
so few.
I ate mine today,
ahead of you.

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