For my partner

                     for the time, I endure
onion tears and sear diced beef
                    pacing with patience
   while layering the baking pot
frying off chopped bacon
and layering with mustard
ground pepper and sea salt to taste
                            stew for 45 moments
                              and three cigarettes

for my onion tear
I always get a kiss

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11 thoughts on “For my partner”

  1. Here’s to onion tear kisses… and the smell of bacon and onions.

    This is such a wonderfully simple, sweet poem of a perfect moment in time. Love it.

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