That feeling of hunger may actually be A wish to brush the teeth. Five days, Two snowstorms, still but a single sparrow Makes a single visit to the feeder on the escape.
The hillside is white, with obstructions. People in coats from catalogs walk large dogs down it. Here inside it's warm enough for dough to double. We sit near each other and race through volumes,
Pinging each other's arms now and again for love. The mind can be retrained but it takes time and work. The Mamas and the Paps got that "Every other day" bit From the Beatles' "She's gonna think twice, gonna do right."