9/13
I am uploading this page today in hopes that all pages begin to have a uniform look. Technical difficulties continue to rear their ugly heads so I am forced to cut back on my dreaming and strive for cohesion. I still dream of something better.
Dreaming is not as productive as work but ...you get more things done.
Oh tender pastry round and sweet
Demolished rapidly under agile teeth
Washed down with fresh black coffee
You are da bomb
Your rotund goodness, glazed just right
Quickly disappears with every bite
Your siblings await their turn
It won't be long
Yeasty perfection, punctuated with a hole
Nutmegs taste inspires my soul
eyes return to the box with your passing
select another verse
Goodbye doughnut You'll survive the night
nearly gone now, couldn't eat one more bite
My sugar glazed gaze dips lower...farewell
Until the morrow............................toi