Thursday, July 24, 2008

Health Man, Idiosyncratic


My joy: plain yoghurt dusted with false sugar.

Then. A blend of various cereals, mysterious in mix,

Blindly reached at and grabbed into.

Chopped dates.

What indeterminate a pleasure is the flake

Tarted up like granola.
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