Turn and burn

A phrase we used in the biz.

We all knew what it meant.

Your memory fades…

like the quick finish of  cheap wine.

A meal with no nutritional value

leaving us both full, but utterly empty.

This kitchen, is too hot for your palate

my dear.

You made a hasty escape.

I brush you and all your sentiments away,

like so many crumbs from a plate.