Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Dirty Dish
Sometimes we just face a
dirty dish, full of crumbs,
once showered and purified,
now tainted and ready for
a cleansing.
What was on the plate was good
enough for our innards,
but now needs to be
sterilized off.
I imagine an invisible army of germs
hovering above the dining
room table, waiting for my
last bite before they
attack. God bless them for
holding out until I finish eating.
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