"Chance"

 

Chance Gardiner, from "Being There," Jerzy Kosiński




dimitra

 

 

eggs   butter   pink salt

   frying pan

breaking the fast   all the while

 

thinking about dimitra

   the briefest of friendships

 

one which haunts   friendships

   require tending   

much like gardens   must be nurtured   

 

chance knew that   i failed to tend   

   failed to nurture   

reaped no bountiful harvest

 

time was squandered

   mistakes were made

 

all of eternity awaits

   to contemplate 

what might have been      

 

   bon appétit

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2023-09-06 at 02:49

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