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Extraordinary Pastry - Dec. 8, 2023

  • Gary Hunter
  • Dec 8, 2023
  • 1 min read

so shake-your-head good

the tongue savors the glaze

while the teeth attack another


I know this because I wash dishes

here bus the plates into the kitchen

press my fingers to the crumbs


and let them melt in my awareness

roll my eyes and wonder

how they make them


oh sorry I’m talking about

the great poetry I read and

the dishes I seem to discover


and as I load the dishwasher

I hesitate to close its door

Not yet ready


To wash away the taste

To shut down the magic

to add soap and push


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