Slice of Life

Allow me to serve you

A crumbling slice of irritation

Butter-iced with sugared frustration

And garnished with a rainbow sprinkles of disdain

Salt-laden sadness stirred

With flaccid wooden spoon

While sighs of anger roar through

The hollow fanned oven

If it tastes bitter

That’s just the recipe

Wash it away with a cuppa

The bromide-laced tea-and-sympathy

Diluted with the condensed milk

Of human kindness

In the end, it’s all hand-blended futility

Packet mixed emotions

So why not have my cake

And eat it

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