thought for 2010

it's 1:29
tomorrow i write the calendar
what the hell
i'll write one and then go to bed

it dominated the picture
there were two of them

the larger one the one towards the front
was full of curves, hidden valleys
twists and turns

the master chef had done an excellent job
there were eight clusters
the color of white vanilla
with golden brown hitting the edges

it was a star bursting forth in fullness
in the middle were splashes of red sprinkles
and going out towards the edge where the
curves were the roundest were tiny speckles of green

the second one lay on its side
and all that could be seen was half of its form
the vanilla on the inside with the golden brown on the edges

my mouth started watering
as i picked up the gentle form
from its white paper cup

and with a huge glass of white milk in my right hand
and this lovely star cookie in my right hand
i raised it to my mouth
and at last took a small bite of its loveliness
which was quickly followed by a gulp of cold milk.