Pizzelles
By lupus tenebrae
In their grid iron sigils,
like snowflakes,
unique,
they’re gifted and tinsel bound.
Yet through life’s
lemons,
it’s all vanilla,
anise from
here.
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Copyright 2012 lupus tenebrae
Published on Friday, August 17, 2012.
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