my love is talking about lead-pedestrian intervals
at a dingy hall with a bunch of transportation planners.
I'm measuring out 12 cups of oatmeal, 2 cups
of roasted, not salted, almonds, a few handfuls of
sunflower and pumpkin seeds.
I love the softness of oats against my hands
and the crunch of nuts between my teeth.
it's cold outside and my car is covered in snow,
the dog is on a play date and all I hear is the ticking
of the clocks that happen to work.
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