Saturday, November 19, 2022


 Display Cake

Mid November and it appears

the world has once again

powdered itself in sugared snow

Winter is the shimmering dessert

prominently displayed in the front window

of the amber lit bakery on Main street

It remains there untouched

uncut, untasted, a hunger 

arising for its blank slate

Spring is for the chewing

the unleashing of suppressed devilry

the tilling of crusted modesty

The churning of all that delectable desire.

Now we repose in quiet contemplation:

the marvel of this made thing 


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