Another Very Difficult Commute
sprinkles,
chocolate frosted death
and custard
spills like ropes of
intestines
over the snow
shivering
in the powdered
sugar dust:
a pastry chef
and where
is the consequence
of what we have done,
if not there,
under the overpass,
being dunked in my coffee
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