Mondays
Please me not.
But on Sundays,
As I savor the last moments
Of the wild and savage weekend,
I tame it.
My good knife slices
Chewy, crusty ciabatta.
A blunter knife slathers
Cream cheese.
Dill and pepper
Fall like green and black snow.
Again, a sharp knife
To razor the cucumber
Into translucency.
And my weekend flees
As lunch
Is packed.
5 comments:
now I'm hungry.
*snort*
Did ya know that if you take the cucumber rinds and toss them outside they will keep ants away....
and elephants too
(except for green ones that like the music....)
I second Sherri's comment...and I just ate. It's funny, but we've been on a bit of cucumber sandwich at our house lately. Great minds think alike, eh?
People who eat too many Cucumber Sandwhiches will Poot often....
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