A Batch of Haikus - Fresh from the Mental Oven
stuff in my pockets car keys wallet and small change and something like lint : never has there been a haiku about waffles that is until now : toothbrush oh…
Breakfast with a side of Rhino
Foster sat down to a plate of Belgian waffles, expecting that day to proceed as any other, and then a rhinoceros flew through his window. There was no…
Happiness in My Stomach
More chicken tenders to replace the delicate fingers that never brush my arm or stroke my cheek. Another cake to rebel against my fate of eating the shitty…
It Used To Be An Acronym
The sun keeps pouring through the window no matter how hard I will it to go away. The rain must have stopped sometime in the night. Do I smell waffles? Waffles…