Cheesing
(Bit of a pea, I'm afraid...)

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We'd walked for miles on legs made of jelly.

From the wilderness we'd traveled, sighting the lights of town and trudging through it, we'd shared many adventures, the warming thought of tea keeping us going as we swam through a thick mist inside and out.

We shared stories which stretched back many years to the night before, trading tales of half remembered conversations with our new, temporary best friends, cursing the DJ we were still deeply in love with for our broken legs.

Just one more corner, then it would be the last few corners, then tea, perchance to smoke and welcome the dawn from a more relaxed and sleepful perspective.

Then I saw it. Whether it had been lost, carelessly discarded, or had placed itself there deliberately to be found, I did not know, I did not want to know.

I circled it several times, barely daring to believe. I picked it up, holding it with both hands to make it real.

"What have you found?", my friend asked me

"It's a tin of cheese.", I breathed

His eyes widened: "It comes in tins?"

"It comes in tins."

"May I see?", he asked. "Sure", and gently handed it over.

"I wonder what it tastes like, out of a tin?", he mused. I quickly took it back.

It lives on the top shelf of my cupboard now, my tin of cheese. Sometimes it catches me by surprise, and I gaze at it, wondering if its contents are a lie.

I can't decide if I'll be buried with it, my tin, my Tin of Cheese. Maybe I wont be, maybe it will be opened at my wake, served, as it should be, on small sticks, possibly with some pineapple.
(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 13:39, 4 replies)

The line-break Nazis will have ya

( sandettie light vessel automatic New Twitter - @bollocksreally, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 13:40, closed)

But...but...but...
this way it looks like I've LOADS of homework, Sir!

Anyway, they're paragraphs, just short ones :-p
(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 13:52, closed)

beautiful stuff
and certainly the most poetic response to a tinned cheese encounter I've read today.
(jennymnemonic, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 13:50, closed)

Thank you!
That tin's a beautiful reminder of a top night, too :-D
(MrOli is ugly, but in the morning you will be sober, Fri 17 Sep 2010, 13:54, closed)