Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Leftover Emotions

Some say they won't keep. Others that they're better the next day.

Sharp and mild, bitter and sweet. Sometimes I store them up all week, bring them all out on Sunday. A real family meal.

Left too long in the fridge happiness curdles to nostalgia, turns green with envy.

Leave space in your heart. I've saved us some regrets for afterwards.

Nothing special, you understand. Just a little something I had put by.


Piggy Little said...

i like the melancholy tenor of this.

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Anasthaesium said...

you are good!!

purplesque said...

[this is good]