Summer peaches yester-
day, right in front of
a guy who's always cit-
ing that line from Eliot
to me. Didn't say a word.
Meanwhile, I was feeling
slightly sorry for Apple.
It was warm, but not un-
comfortable, and readings
fell to hand without
prompting.
prompting.
ii Lucas Plazón
I grow old…I grow old…and sometimes rather than wearing my trousers rolled, I am distracted by a ratatouille sandwich with basil aioli and a very satisfactory carrot soup to boot. But I can't believe he would miss such an opportunity…
ReplyDeleteOh, I was just as glad to sneak a peach under the fellow's nose without yet another allusion; sometimes a peach is a peach, thank goodness.
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