Thursday, August 7, 2014

Wakin' Bacon

I wake upon the precipice 
look down upon this cluttered mess 
to find what I must now confess 
the morning's early throbbing press
too easy to be shaken.
Up from proper pestilence, 
rising with precociousness 
an aromatic exodus 
that bursts with brilliance truly blessed
turned glorious with bacon. 

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