I wrote a tiny poem of a tasty bit of pink icing today before I went to class.
I was inspired by this confectionery bit of love.
I ate icing today.
I am eating icing right now.
out of the jar. with a spoon.
look at the ill-mannered...!
How is this small artificial sugary treat so fulfilling?
pink.
Funfetti.
It's not whipped.....but...regular.
That's the way I like it.
the little white being with the kind eyes said
I'm eating icing today.
silly pink physical state
just a little bit of brightness.
in the mundane.
pink. sugar. quick fix. false love.
edit: eating the spoonfuls of pink icing did not sit as well in my stomach as I thought.
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