I Knew What Was Coming Next

i knew what was coming next
as I set the sandwich down
there is a proper way
to remove the crust I heard
and that familiar jolt
ran up the length of my spine
as it settled into my logic
of course, she is right
you slice it with a knife
deftly removing the baked border
scissors is another exacto move
hunger forced me to use the hands
and resulting in the baked border
ripping into the soft sheet of white
resembling more of some land mass
where the shore had cleaved into it
creating inlets
where delineation should have prevailed
there is a proper way to remove crust
is all I heard as I grasped the knife

   Oregon   6/23
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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June 14, 2023 at 1:14 PM
the joy of wordsmithing is letting the currents have their way.....
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