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Burnt Popcorn

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I cremated a bag of popcorn in my microwave...
and it's honestly not that bad...

but each individual piece tastes like a memory forgotten,
smokey and warm, like campfires in autumn...

if I close my eyes while the soft skin of the piece melts on my tongue,
I can imagine the crinkle of fire and the sparks of fallen ashes...
the miraculous image of twirling smoke against Orion's Belt...

And the harsh, reawakening sounds of pulling the individual black pieces of wood back into the center, raking the powdery ashes into a circle, and realigning every smokey brick...

And even though we never shared a campfire before, I really would like to...

to be able feel it burn my lips when we sit too close, and to have your arm around my waist as you lean into my hair....To hear you sigh as the night lingers on, in the beauty of firey autumn winds....

All this, from a cremated bag of popcorn smoking up my kitchen...
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Kailani-e's avatar
Amazing * U * Love it :hug: