
breakfast poetry
hot cereal morning vista [23.8.11] at half past the hour out across the rooftops I look back to the bowl
on a mid-late summer day
there is hot cereal in my bowl
a stone behemoth stabs
its great spires toward the silent blue
then again to the giant
one instant, and the bandit spoon takes it all
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