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The testy toaster wheezes
a tart and frosty thrust,
"You sir can't taste
the sweet-meat of cause
if you won't stomach
its bland and crusty effect."

I'll come back to his riddle.
First, the percolator
keeps bubbling up
drips of bitter conversation
I've warned her nicely
to drop before.



The Day 12 NaPoWriMo prompt from ReadWritePoem is secret codes. I find my messages in a cramped kitchen.

7 comments:

Kagerrr said...

I loved this!!!!

Wayne Pitchko said...

and I thoht toasters only talked to me....thanks for sharing

flaubert said...

Cool one Francis! A talking toaster!
Pamela

Avijeet Das said...

great imagination....:-)

Francis Scudellari said...

@Kagerr Thank you :)

@Wayne They can be quite chatty...

@Pamela And a loose lipped coffee pot ;)

@Avijeet Too much time spent alone, perhaps.

human being said...

hey Francis...
you sound like a mystic here...
the way you say we can have the effect just after digesting the cause... whatever it might be...

and even before that... we face the bitter conversation...


this is absolutely profound...
a fun crust... and a chore to chew and chew... and chew...

love it!

Francis Scudellari said...

The mysticism belongs to the toaster, I'm just passing it along ;).