Confit of Hearts

28Feb10

Confusion and Illusion Captured and confined in a little pan Baked with arrogance seasoned in omission the dish seems as best as it can. The recipe is never deceiving it courts an evil dish no matter how you serve it it smells of rotten fish In matters of the heart we cannot always solace find […]

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