a slice of cake
would be nice right about
now.
home made.
on a round white plate.
a cold glass
of milk.
a fork, a knife,
a napkin.
and you beside me
with powder
on your nose,
icing on your apron.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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