AN ODE TO A BAKED GOOD
THINE FINELY SPRINKLED PARMESAN-IC DORSUM
AND GOLDEN BROWN AS THOUGH YOU'VE BASKED IN THE SUN
REMIND ME THAT THOU HAST FORSAKEN ME
IN AN EFFORT TO REMAIN WHOLE AND ONE.
ONCE YOU LAID PROSTRATE ON MY PLATE
WAITING PATIENTLY AS THOUGH A SACRIFICE TO THE GODS
FOR YOU KNEW THE END COMETH SWIFT AND SUREDLY
IN THE SHINING ANTICIPATORY TEETH HOVERING ABOVE.
BUT THESE DAYS ARE LONG SINCE PAST
I REMEMBER NOT THE LAST TIME I TASTED OF YOU
BUT I DO RECALL WITH BITTEREST AFFECTION
THAT YOU SEEMED TO TASTE OF ME, TOO.
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