Saturday, September 4, 2021

Cake stuff

 A pot like poet is like an umbrella me. 



Everywhere I get to be my own umbrella.


It was created with the love tricks and pies and tears and laughter. 


Of other people I love of course.


I always know how small I am. 


But the umbrella is the memory of God given wisdom. 


Experiences happiness and just plain board games. 


Adults can eat a pizza without associating it with anything but the taste of pizza.


An adult can eat an ice cream cake without any gratitude whatsoever for who made it. 


Because cakes were made to be eaten, not thought well of. 


Cakes are delisciousness, not a pedestal internship. 


The funny thing about a person is that as delicious or charming a person can be, I can decide whether I'm a cake or a person to you. 


I definitely don't care what you think of me if all you think about is cake. 


So just go eat cake.

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