How To Tell Character By The Way He Butters Bread
Well, he makes you toast –
A plus!
He puts it on a tray and carries it upstairs.
He stands there, tray in hand:
Hot coffee, napkin, buttered toast,
And you’re grateful. He’s the most!
He’s climbed twelve steps to do it!
Made a pot of coffee just for you.
Knows you like it strong au lait.
You are a princess and you know it!
Yet and but and nonetheless,
Despite the wish that you be pleased
His innermost programming as the man he is
Creeps in, seeps out:
He butters only in the center!
Always in the center, whether
It is melted cheese, peanut butter,
Honey, jam or egg –
Which topping when –
The spread is never spread.
Never quite spread on the bread.
Sitting rather, in the middle
Communicating with itself.
Forced to fiddle with the target
Without knife as aid
I finger it until it’s spread
Around the bread
In perfect distribution.
How To Tell Character By The Way He Butters Bread 2.25.2015
A Sense Of The Ridiculous; Love Relationships II;
Arlene Corwin
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