Thru a Donut Hole


dear friend,

i had a ball
at our tête-à-tête

it seemed to bring out
the best in me
with the delicious
donut holes
you concocted

i especially loved
our words acrobat
in and out
with precision

i was totally mesmerized
with old wives tales
hula hooping
onto the floor
doing a split
in a trail of jelly

i delighted
in our laughter

as it zoomed into
the rafters
residual powder
on a stunned
resident spider

our memories
were touching
as they fell
into a fetal position

leaving a chocolate rorschach
melting on
a potted geranium

in the sun

but the best part
was our dreams
a frisbee
the dog

was playing with
that sprinkled
the persian rug
with hope

it was
a wonderful afternoon
thank you

next time
let’s do it with coffee
i’ll supply
the raincoats

i remain,
your faithful accomplice
outside the box

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