7.15.2008

Hanging Garden

Deep in a place called Brooklyn...
Things like the above are made for breakfast.
And beauties like these grow.
And sweet waffles appear out of cast-iron sandwich makers,
to be eaten with chicken...

A magical man lives there
and pulls freshness like this from his magical garden.
Everything reaches for the sky and grows and grows some more...
And there are edible flowers that feel like silk in your mouth.
Something to be proud of, this garden on a rooftop in Brooklyn.
Pure magic to fill your belly
and your soul...
Even the magical cat licks her chops.

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