Tuesday, July 12, 2016


Two desserts

I have discovered
Once again
That we all are different
As much as
We all are the same;
Breathe the same air;
Settle for Brussels sprouts
Maybe broccoli;
Long for dessert
Maybe even
Two desserts
One right after
The other.
We all are different.
We all are the same.
We breathe.
We settle.
We long.
We long.

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