Sunday, December 7, 2025

crumble

There will be a day when I have my cake

And eat it too and the crumble will be so

Thick that my teeth slide through and

bits stick to the sides of my face

and on my lap and the plate and the floor

and there's so many crumbs that the dog has to lick them up

I have a bent fork

 

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