Cleared place on the desk.
Raked pile of leaves.
Kitchen floor swept.
A quatrain might please.
Sometimes I just
(beat, beat)
want to make brownies.
Any friend's birthday.
Teenager's first date.
An old neighbor's passing.
Elegy. Chocolate.
Sometimes I just
(amen)
want to make brownies.
Last lines surprise.
Sugar sifts through the mesh.
Days shrink, batter rises -
eggs, butter, walnuts.
Sometimes I just
(oh yeah)
want to make brownies.
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