“Harvey says Enthusiastically” Rene’- happily states.
It feels good, Let’s do that again- some unremembered quote.
I heard their conversation from the beginning,
Imagined it half way through,
could see their smiles
the wrinkle of the their eyes.
It had been a good Sunday-
Cleaning up. Disregarding the old by letting go,
a bomb shell of activity
stuff falling through the air
IN THE TRASH
ON TO THE GROUND.
Boom
————–Boom.
Boom.
Finding old contacts!
Photos!
“Remember that dog, Jack? When did we get hi?”, “OH, we had May before him didn’t we?”
“No, Jack came first, Why do you not remember?”
Louis Settner’s book sits on the table watching us talk.
We had good memories that day.
Just as good moments.
Writing this as we listen to our parents talk.
Did the dog wag his tail?
Did the oil spitter out, up, and away!
As Harvey turned the heat up heating up the sauce.
Like
a bouncy bounce on a kids TV, the detail is there,
That is Not the Question-
The Question is DID YOU NOTICE?
HONING IN- SEEING IT ALL?
I did
Was not even in the same room!
Was the pasta good?
Don’t really care.
Who knows,
We Haven’t Even Eaten-
Super high quality, said the sister.
last week.
when she brought it over.
Just eating it now though.
By Sam Sutlive, written on January 7, 2018 between 8:00ish and 8:40ishpm. Posted 6:45-6:57am on January 8, 2018. Edited slightly the ands and thes and spaces on January 8, 2018 at 6:45to 6:50am.
P.S. The pasta was amazingly delicious! Plain and with the sauce!
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