Most Important Meal Of The Day (Bargain Basement Haiku) – Postcard Poetry 2015

“What’s for breakfast?”

He calls from the bedroom, hunger chewing harsh edges around his question.

She flips the spatula.

“My heart, over easy.  I scrambled it yesterday.

But that didn’t work out so well.”

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