A classic English breakfast

Life is solid.
It was not made to be served with milk.
It is not instantaneous as death is.
Death is always drinkable.
Life is a bore impossible to swallow
if it is not dissolved in the mouth
by means of butter and a camel.
But life can be slowly digestible
even when there is bacon in our throat;
and death is not,
it quickly goes down another way.

You have to break a few eggs
every morning
to have breakfast and therefore live

life and death.

There is no sour milk if it comes with tea.
The orange has already been squeezed well enough.
For we know how to notice different tastes.
To have breakfast and to have breakfast is not to get stuffed.
It is to belch out god.

November, 2010