sighed  said Hard   Boiled   Eggs

she had pressed a finger to her lips  then decided to asked Why are you saying it like that?

A bit disgusted

You like hard boiled eggs.

I do

I also like the time I have to decide whether Ill enjoy them soft or hard The waters playful as it begins to boil

    Id say  happy

Happy water?

Ja

she loved the way he looked at things 

Its all the matter of how you look at it

Water. Boiling.

Ja

     Reminds me of the cerulean sky I saw earlier this weekwhipped by clouds that looked more like expansive ocean curls surfers would die to sail through

In fact I turnedaround walked backwards down the streetin the street to enjoy them  the sky

Prior to turning I saw a woman walking down the street towards me on the side I was angling to

She wore a stunning blue blouse Complimented the sky perfectly

Approaching one another I turnedsaid The sky and clouds are so beautiful this afternoon  How thoughtful of you to select your blouse to match the sky

Give me a huge grin agreed with me  thanked me for my compliment

    You were walking backwards in the street.

I saw up three block theyre one way heading away from me If traffic made a right onto the street Id hear them

And if it was an electric car?

Those bastards

                  Woud suppose that woud depend if they were aiming for bigger game than tree squirrels

Bigger game?

And I had the woman as a witness

she smiled dimples went off

                            So . . . you had it all gamed out.

I did

       Sometimes all yaneed do is decide how things will be an theyll cooperate

Or else

A threat?

Insist with vigour

 

    And the Hard.   Boiled.   Eggs.  

I just learned tha Trader Joes sells hard boiled eggs How fuckin lazy are people they cant boil their own eggs microwave this that swear Ive no time wha are they burnin their time on

                                                                                     Entertained

On their phonesChrist

 

A big assumption there.

he walked over to her caressed the back of her head  held it gently kissed her softly

    That was nice.

Yes

           Wheres your phone buckwheat

it was in her back pocket

she put it there as she entered the kitchen he had called Coffees ready

                                                                            Split an buttermilk oldfashioned donut with me

Not glazed?

Not ever kiddo

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