Late Night Snack

Cong Hoang Le
Jan 11
1 min read

It’s late at night,

Stomach’s growling,

Eyes on the cabinet,

Hands reaching,

Pack in hands,

Kettle on,

Bowl on the table,

Pack open,

Yellow strands in bowl,

Powder in bowl,

Kettle crinkling,

Water in the bowl,

Scents filling the room,

Slurp, slurp.

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