The grey sky grumbles
Feet covered in moss and dirt
Dressed for the Summer
Take no prisoners
Carp Diem, this one true life
Aggressive woman
Watching the coffee
Toast takes flight from the toaster
Tomato sauce bread
Tag: toaster
Waiting
Sea pigeons do circle
The scent of methane, rotten and sour
dreaming of verdant green
forgotten by the world
sitting beside a broken toaster
kettle without a cup
We remember a home
to be of service, to have purpose
boiling, steaming, toasting
Idle
We sit contemplating
Waiting
Toaster Tale
You always liked to play games. Sometimes sweet, sometimes spicy.
One day, we stood in the kitchen talking about your kink for tasty toes. You often joked that you would love to set your feet on fire. I thought you were being a bit creative.
One evening, as we sit casually in the lounge room, you bring me the toaster. There’s a weird look on your face. I ask you ever so casually, “What are you doing?“
“I’m determined to understand the fire of feet…“
“What the…? You better not turn it on! No! Wait! Don’t you dare put my toes in there! I shall kill you!”
“I won’t turn it on, I promise.“
“…You’re so weird… My poor feet. They cry in terror at the thought…”
“I would roast my toes for you, baby.“
“No, you won’t.“
Suddenly, his toes are in the toaster.
“Please don’t turn it on!“
C & K 