Negotiations

I made a pancake today,
and cut it up into
two four eight sixteen thirty-two little animals mostly squarish
who maybe would have roamed
somewhere with the deer and the antelope.
Desert-colored little animals with smooth warm hides.
But I fenced them in on my plate,
concentric seventies solemnity,
locked them up
behind the smooth weighty tines
of my fork.
Later
they will gallop circles in my belly.
Stampede behind my eyeballs.

5 comments:

pinkapplecore 6/04/2010 6:17 PM  

ooooooh that sounds so nice...i love me pancakes


I am consuming golden potatoes slices that are twirling around my tummy! :D yummy yummy

Erin 6/05/2010 6:55 AM  

i'm really really really really in love with this. perfect.

Cassandra 6/05/2010 12:02 PM  

This makes me ridiculously happy.

Jenica 6/05/2010 12:46 PM  

This is great! It made me laugh, in a good way. Only now I want pancakes.

Holly 6/05/2010 6:52 PM  

pinkapplecore - mm mm. though I am not Southern, I'm Irish enough to appreciate love for potatoes!

Erin - thank you, amiga. just my silly brain.

Cassandra - Pancake Vibes YOUR way.

Jenica - Let me know if you're going to make them from a mix and I'll give you my family's recipe instead, they're super tasty.

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