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Tuesday, June 22, 2010

When the sun sets


When the sun sets
Make strawberry jam
Cut strawberries
Pick raspberries
Some Zest will do
Finely chopped through
aS the chaffinch plays peek a boo

aS the chaffinch plays peek a boo
And hits its head against the window
Butter the pan all clean and new
Let the Zest siZZle
Clean the wooden spoon
Some spirit in you
Let it flow too
Add the strawberries, let them make friends with Zest
For Zest they need to marry
In the pool of white and red
Let it begin to make sound
With pain or pleasure you not know
But sound they will
aS you stir them really slow


aS you stir them really slow
steel bloody
knife red

Ruby scent will flood your nostrils
Crush those peppers now
Black and hard
aDd them too
Little after start

Listen to the scent
Follow the smoke
Let it siZZle
just a little more

When it all starts to glow
massacre you witnessed
Cool it with lemon
ready to go

Take it down the heat
Look the blue has changed
The chaffinch has gone away


aNd now you can smile
Wash the honey jar
Keep it out for drying
Looking t the stars

Yes, it is, hard to leave
lovely sight of red
aS hard to finish
This horrible poetry but yet
T’will continue
When east will glow
But now you know
when the sun sets
Make strawberry jam

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