à la monde


 
Cake.

All I want for

my birthday

is cake.
 
 
without frosting

minus icing

lacking cover

of any kind—

cake.

Warm from

the window sill,

and hot still

–inside

a mushy surprise

missing lava—

cake.

I don’t want cupcakes

–with jimmies

I don’t want

petit fours

–with so much

to-do

I don’t want

pops

–stuck up the middle—

cake.

All I want for my

birthday

–is cake.

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