Busboy Forest

Under paper napkin clouds, silver bridges connect the great red mesa. Bubbling soda rivers run silently behind the spiced Marinara bathed angel hair. Discarded pipeline strew the banks where black Manzanilla olives Drip from finely chopped rigatoni hills.Clumps of ice like galciers divide forest of pasta and breadsticks.Broccoli trees spring from towers of bowls and saucers where bean sprout and spaghetti vines climb.