ode to food (from my babe's point of view)
discs of cheesy dough,
gives me a tomato and
pepperoni high.
fruit snack: a rainbow,
pearly, gelatinous goo;
sugary sweetness.
a chocolate chip:
food of gods contained in small,
bite-sized perfection.
licky, sticky spoon
covered with peanut butter,
I need some milk please.
blueberry pop tarts,
when will you be done toasting?
your middles I seek.
My mood: exhausted