A Lost Moment Found
written by: Richard LeDue
@LedueRichard
The meaning of life sneaks in
the open kitchen window
you forgot to close last night:
a cool breeze caressing the back
of your neck, sweaty
from closed curtains and frying bacon,
so you linger for an extra minute,
feeling cleaner than a second dose of detergent
to make sure all the grease is gone,
but also feeling wiser than cracked boiled eggs,
only to realize such epiphanies
never last,
and are swept away like crumbs
by those who are kept awake
by dirty dishes left in the sink.
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