everyone else is working.
me, I’m sitting
in the backyard
with donut
and coffee.

a simple moment of pure luxury.

stopping.listening.tasting.sipping.

birds chirp.crickets trill.a train whistles.

a crunchas my teethsink into the glaze.

sweetness spreadsonto my tongue,followed by thetart burstof blueberry.

warm and dark,bitter coffeetempersthe donut’s sweetness.

contrastsin flavorslike thecontrastsin life.

we need both,the sweet and the bitter.