Life is a cake
fine sweet icing
it arrives at the tongue
the landing pad of the head
God gesticulated
pointing out toward the banquet table
and looking into my eyes
replenishing the old organs
Life is a cake
when you see a guest
take more than you
deserved or not
envy a chain from hell
choking you from out there
in a paradise of abundance
perception of scarcity and exclusion
the boast itself is shining in full sun
God spraying it with disinfectant
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