Con‑Flakes
They sell us breakfast in boxes,
bright mascots with teeth too white
to have ever chewed regret.
Each flake a sermon:
fortified with iron,
but brittle as promises
signed in disappearing ink.
I pour them anyway,
a cascade of counterfeit crunch,
the milk foaming like applause
for a trick I’ve seen before.
Nutrition panel reads like scripture—
thiamine, riboflavin, niacin—
a trinity of syllables
to sanctify the sugar.
And still, spoon after spoon,
I swallow the fraud,
grinning like an accomplice,
because even a con,
when toasted just right,
can taste like victory.
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Cereal or politics advertising sells us on its need and nutrition with a little sugar it goes down. Corn flakes invented to suppress sexual passion has done little of what it promised but instead a grain hard to digest is our morning staple. A good read my friend
Still can’t get over the fact that corn 🌽 and the human digestive tract are not natural friends! 🕊️🙏🏻
Like some people, the protective shell is just too hard
I’ve chipped teeth on them over the years! 🪨 🦷 😫🕊️🙏🏻
People?
Them too! Ouch 🕊️🙏🏻
👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻
Thank you kindly 🕊️🙏🏻
Biting and clever—this crunches with truth and dark humor.
I love how even a simple breakfast turns into a meditation on deceit and delight.
Sometimes these thoughts arise at breakfast 🥞🕊️🙏🏻
I thought ya lost the 'R' on ya keyboard - here's some for ya - RRRRRRRRRRRRR! lol.
Arrrrgh! Yarright me hearrrty 🏴☠️😜🕊️🙏🏻
Ah - memories of childhood, and one of my father's favourite rants: "They're selling us air! 90 percent of that big box's contents is air!"
And the environmental levy is a tax on air, in guise. And we take it all on the chin🕊️🙏🏻
Enjoyed. I can't get over the fact you can buy packets of Ice Cubes or Water in Bottles. You can make the First at home , and the Second from a Tap.
Incredible times we live in! Frustrating as well🕊️🙏🏻
arqios, clever and unsettling. The flakes preach, the labels bless, and we pour on the con-sensus instead of milk…fully aware of the trick. That final grin is perfection, my friend. Smart, biting work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
The young year is already biting hard. Hope the weather is treating you well this year🕊️🙏🏻
It sure is. So far, not too bad. Cold..but could be colder. A few storms, but I am looking at ick grass! LOL! But...it's only Jan. 15. so I better shhh! 🤐🤣 Hope the weather by you is behaving as well.
Not to jinx but that is fine news indeed! Muggy and sweltering here. Must find a milder consistent clime🕊️🙏🏻
Hahaha! It’s snowing today…but ouch on the muggy and sweltering. It’s either one extreme or the other, no?
A consistent milder climate would be lovely indeed.
Only if that toasting burns them off of our world Rik. Great write.
Andy
Oh conflagration 🔥 🕊️🙏🏻
using a morning staple diet [of a few especially kids] is an original thought. the remarks are on the dot..good write..
Thanks so much. This has truly made my day 🕊️🙏🏻
so glad it did...
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