Today we had a bowl of oatmeal for
breakfast, it had raisins and bananas
I find that oatmeal is a little bore
compared to bacon. I tucked bandannas
into my shirt to block the splashes from
the watery sludge that is a bowl of
oats. I wish that oatmeal would always come
with a shot of nectar from the gods above.
I think about how people all around
the Earth have breakfast, eating delicious
meals of quail eggs and venison and sound
like couples moaning as they eat, vicious
and passionate they down humongous meals
I only wish I could know how it feels.
"Tucked Bandannas" by Kenneth Larot Yamat
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