An explosive cake
Icing all over your face
Guests licking
Tag: cake
Haiku: Cakey
Cereal be gone!
Honey no longer needed,
cakey for breakfast.
Haiku: Cake Craving
wanting cake right now
sucking dough off the beater
finding a small tin
My Kryptonite
Oh, cake!
You are my kryptonite;
weakening my steady resolve.
You and Me = Cosy
candles many
blankies set
cakey baked
aglow we sit
watching
Existential Crisis Cake
Making a cake for you.
Losing the will to live.
I stand in the middle of it all, contemplating sticking my hand in the blender.
Cake Crisis
You love chocolate gateau cake. You’re always asking for this cake to be made and presented to you on special occasions. Sadly, your special occasions usually involve family, friends, the odd random person, and usually, someone dressed up in something contentious or cringe-worthy.
I take the challenge on with both hands. One hand would be a bit difficult, given the nature of the spatula.
I am making a cake for you.
I mix the ingredients.
I move backwards and forwards with ease as I tick off one goal after another.
Then, losing the will to live, I stand in the middle of it all, contemplating sticking my hand in the blender. I value my hand more than I value the quality of your gluten-free, almond free, dairy-free, fucking everything free, chocolate fucking gateau cake.
You still love my chocolate gateau cake.
Unfortunately, your family doesn’t. Was that plain flour I used? Oops, I didn’t notice.