It was just a dish from the cupboard,
with a thin, silver line around the edge
that didn't play well with the heat.
He trusted the machine,
and he trusted the bowl,
but the "sweetness" ended in a spark
and a very, very hard strawberry.
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Author:
Lilmoonxx (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 7th, 2026 00:10
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments2
It is the incongruence of images and interactions the make this surreal poem so enigmatic that it sticks in the brain and won't let go. Nicely done
Love it, clever
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