Wednesday, 26 September 2012


I don’t know ingredients I don’t know recipe
I know name but that’s nothing
for me it’s flavor and hue
texture and fragrance
something that comes wrapped
comes cupped and frilled
as after-taste consolation
or flavor-eraser
those little tidbits
that cure miseries
remove tumors
of nights and days
the unrepeatable delicacies
that come and go
or never visit,
and an eminent reason to smile

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