NONsense

sensory pleasure of the day: feeling and breaking with my tongue the roe from the salad…. they’re small and round and soft and once broken, they splash a sort of salty-tasty liquid.. (i’m not very descriptive)

basically, I’m sorta in awe by the fact that though the use of tongue only, one can render how something is shaped.  I fancy the prolongation of the moment of disintegration..when, I take the bits of roe into a sort of oral journey and use my tongue as a… silly comparison, but for the sake of expressing it, as Alanddin’s rug…2 distinct pieces of roe as Jasmine and Aladdin wander in unfamiliar, dark places to eventually be squashed.

i tell you that, I’d loathe being roe.

~ by sourcherry on 4 May, 2008.