An Ingesting Stroll Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

An Ingesting Stroll



that
afternoon
we street-snacked
our way
around Fisherman's Wharf
and close environs...

the
one condition
being
we'd only have foods
that began
with the letter P...

our accompanist
....the dark-blonde-dredlocked one-man-band....

we got back home...
sticky, tourist-jostled
and
laughing....

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