Chipotle
Mushmash of deliciousness~
golden kernals of corn
fresh off the cob;
black beans
tickle my tongue
and all that remains
is a remnant
of the meat that once
was heaping.
My prayer for this mush
is my respite on this
rushragged day,
and secretly,
in my quiet world,
as the cars rumbletumble by,
I wish for more.
golden kernals of corn
fresh off the cob;
black beans
tickle my tongue
and all that remains
is a remnant
of the meat that once
was heaping.
My prayer for this mush
is my respite on this
rushragged day,
and secretly,
in my quiet world,
as the cars rumbletumble by,
I wish for more.
posted by M at 4.7.08
3 Comments:
i LOVE this! it totally makes me think of sitting on the top of a great big sand dune creating poetry, or sitting around a fire in the night listening to your husband create poetry :) love you & thanks for the awesome memories!
HAHA!
Little green blob
running
running
running
FACEPLANT!!!!
Good times!! ;-) Love you bunches!
THAT is awesome :D Good times indeed! Can't wait to repeat it!
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