breakfast
was baked
eggs
this morning
next to miniature
plates of
sugared almonds
and small bowls
of blood orange
peels
with heavy cream
slowly marbling
in dark coffee
as 9 grain
toast popped
up asking
for maple butter
and slow news
in the sunday times.
and no phone
calls today,
too, please,
they'll only
be replete with
caffeinated tales
of prosciutto wrapped
baked eggs that
look like cupcakes
on top of melty sourdough
toast-
not our
typical breakfast
game.
dls
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