toast

#After the last crunch of your buttery crust, I pine.
My stomach hums working crumb to mush and vow to shun toaster-free spaces, & toast again perhaps with jam?

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Il faut jamais laisser tombe

if fingertips can touch on that trapeze
then wrists will surely follow & on the next bold swing
one acrobat loop off, let go
and belong in the land of the other

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Slàinte

A #glass of cheer –
to my friends, so dear.
Should we say goodbye,
let’s drink
to fond remembrance.

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