Toast Poem

Overpriced toast your mom didn’t make you

Don’t care if its artisan rustic bread with special small batch butter

Cinnamon toast made by Oma

Hot chocolate – creamy with skin I didn’t like

Coffee now with my toast

No coconut or grapefruit juice

What world do we live in where toast is a comfort food we want someone else to make us?

 

Perfect mix of white sugar and Korinjie cinnamon

mixed with a metal spoon

sprinkled on the melted butter

tip the toast

sprinkles dusting the plate

lick my fingers and get all the remnants

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