Lets make sweet, sweet…
sandwiches together.
You and I
two grains of rye
callously cultivated then
plucked from the field
of homogenised mass production.
Pressed, pounded, moulded, and baked
in life’s fan forced oven
only to find ourselves
facing each other blankly
wondering what is in between.
***
Bad poetry aside, this sign made me smile. Some people really are dreamers ;-)
3 comments:
Indeed dreamers. I dont want to ever wake up.
blog = fun
for a moment i thought you meant that the poem was from the sign... it took me a while to figure out what kind of sandwich shop would advertise its soulessness in order to entice people to work in it... but then i realised it was a dahnapiece (better than a masterpiece!)
Yeah, totally - I'm all for dreaming, and not waking up ;-) and ditto for blogging.
And J- I love you! xx
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