When re-lit, the grill / begins a heated debate / with last night’s remnants.
04 Aug
This entry was published on 2015/08/04 at 11:37 am. It’s filed under Feelings, Food+Beverage, Life+Wisdom, Machines, Summer and tagged argue, burn, cook, cooking, debate, flame, grill, Haiku, haikugrams, haikumages, heated, heated debate, poem, poetry, senryu.
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