When I have no choices to mind.
I'll have a big mac.
And then I'll put some ham in it.
And a fried egg. Sunny side up or over easy.
Messy to eat.
But it tastes so wonderful
with the warm egg.
The cheese.
The pseudo buttery fats soaked in the patties.
That tangy thousand island-like sauce melding with the creamy cheese and yolk.
Yum.
(To be fair, to my fat conscious self, last time i had it was 5 months ago.)
About Me
- sharron and jaeson
- we clang about the pots. They echo like a thought. I kiss her like a paint smear. And all my loving is artful. Then I taste the flourescence like an autumn inhale. It all feels like spring and winter all regrowing and disintegrating at the same time. Cold. Wet. Conflicted. Sublime. I write all this. Making up for lost time. All words and pictures on this blog is original content. Jaeson Iskandar Copyright. Sharron Martin Copyright. Alive Right Now !!! (P.s. poems or words by other people will be acknowledged.)
