A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Saturday, December 05, 2020

good food left to rot

Good food left to rot. 
That's a way to say "leftovers"
and feel guiltier, I guess. 

But 

how good was that food, 
if it didn't tempt us
to ingest?

All cold and bowled 
and clumped and 
congealed, sitting 

in the fridge, what's left 
of a meal to serve as 
another meal, 
perchance. Or, you know 

we could have hot dogs 
and dance

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