I aspire to be meringue—
sweet airiness
just scorched enough for flavour—
but recently I seem to be
a rock cake.
Or on a good day,
a doorstep sandwich.
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I aspire to be meringue—
sweet airiness
just scorched enough for flavour—
but recently I seem to be
a rock cake.
Or on a good day,
a doorstep sandwich.
That’s what you watch sport for. All the dreary 1-1 draws are justified by an evening like that. Not that a 1-1 draw can’t be entertaining, but you need the crazy, Hollywood nights from time to time as an inoculation against cynicism and boredom.