Turbulent emotions
roil like a boiling stew;
one minute it’s sliced carrots
snorkeling in the broth, the next
shriveled up pieces of beef
surfacing with the ghost of you.
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Originals are better than remakes.
12 comments:
i don't think i'd like to taste this stew...
excellent as always!
Um, is there something else on the menu, please? I don't think I want this, either.
Don't know if I want to cry or laugh
j :0>
Gastronomically expressed!
remind me to not eat with you. :)
This made me smile for some reason :)
I will pass on the stew! :)
I truly admire the way you write!
I like stew...so, I'm not sure if I want this one or not. My mind is all confused!
Great stew! that is life!
haha, I bet cha we aren't thinking about the SAME person when we read this, but it sure does fit the memory of someone in my life. Great job.
so rich !!
keep cookin
oh so true pat
those ghosts appear everywhere
thank you
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