He raps his spoon smartly three times
against the oatmeal pot.
He grinds coffee beans,
stopping the machine three times
to check its progress.
The radio is on.
On Sundays,
an avowedly spiritual woman
talks with her guests.
On weekdays,
the host takes calls from
one of three lines:
People either love or loathe the President.
Reminds me of me. I rapped my spoon loudly against the lasagna sauce pan last night and wondered if it annoyed Chuck. I listen to "On Faith" and Wait, Wait, as I cook. The company makes the cooking more fun.
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