Wednesday, 20 May 2009

TUESDAY 24th MARCH 2009.

The wait is in the flavour
As the taste is in the labour
And the work is preparation,
Training fingers to be nimble,
Dancing in-between the blades
That rain down as the situation
Has been scheduled for a window
Smashed especially to nurture it
As there wasn’t one this morning
When it crashed you without warning
Into her as unaware as you,
Who is catering as we now speak.

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