Bright, fried eggs
are populating
in my brain the "normal" sky.
Sizzling pizza
(pepperoni)
covers the entire sun.
Love a meal is,
life is craving.
Normalcy is but a choice.
Just five steps
the fridge - my lover
waits to lights
my face again.
Love me not!
You cruel lover...
Can’t resist you –
never could.
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