Table Display (after Yoona's sketch)

In the textural difference
between pepper and salt,
you stab your pen nib sharply
at the cotton on which you draw.
All the wood grain recedes
to thick ink creases,
that separate shadow
from highlighted splinters.
And to your holy sunflower
in the shallow glass bottle;
I wonder how long it would burn,
if I filled it with oil?
But your bowl of sweeteners can go away;
Because your friendship is faultless;

Not at all
like Splenda.

written on 04/23/2010 by: Matt Kane