Pepper and salt wait patiently on a round kitchen table.
A torn towel rests folded neatly beneath well-worn utensils.
They glint in the yawn of an autumn afternoon.
Daylight fades in orange and brown,
a neon blur of leaves peeks through the window pane.
A moment’s pause before the TV chatters on with the endless news of the day.
I lift my oatmeal while loving ghosts recline beside me
by D. Ryan Lafferty
Literary Crumbs: Poems & Short Stories to Savor by D. Ryan Lafferty 
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