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"To Serve Or be Served?"

As sky clears,
clouds mistily parting
pierced warmly
by morning rays of sunlight-
like melting butter
sinking into toast
I soak in the moment,
my crusty nature softening...

To serve or be served?

It's all the same

Better to express
one's demise
with fine china
crystal ring
and a vintage swirl.