Based on "the greedy the people" by e.e. cummingsthe angry the girls(as he as can try)they shriek and they bitchand they die for a wishthough flowers in the meadowssay Peacethe lovely the boys(as soft as can she)they pose and they primpand they weep for untilthough the dress in the closetsays Nowthe lonely the voices(as apart as can dark)they wish and they waitthrough chill steady. Nothing seemed to phase him. ‘Breakfast is ready,’ he informed her lightly. She shot him a meaningful look and he looked confused and then realized that she wanted him to leave so that she could get up. When she joined him in the kitchen, he just shrugged to himself. ‘So what’s on the menu this morning?’ she asked him. ‘Apricot Crepes,’ he said producing the plate with a flourish. The table itself was set with coffee, orange juice, toast, butter, jam and a bowl of fresh fruit. ‘Your kidding?’.Read More
