Standing in the aisle
at the bookstore,
while reading the poetry of a poet
I'd never read before
but the cover of whose book
featured
effusive
adjectives,
I was reminded of things
I'd thought of saying
but never said,
and then recalled
a pan of spaghetti sauce
I once left on the stove too long
with regret.
Pax et bonum
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