| diluted_soul ( @ 2006-06-11 23:04:00 |
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Interlude
Between milkshakes and cookie cartons
Each crumble takes a minute to consume
Every sip, a hanging second of clarity
One bite leads to one more,
Molding a lasting memory
Of both palate and careful glances
A diatribe in a mouthful silence
Flavorful exchanges
Quenching the insatiable
Allowing flavorful excuses
To delay the inevitable
How quick this moment must end.
