From the collection And Don’t Come Back, published in 2021.
In Our Foolishness
Our whole noir story
crammed full of
motives crowding motives
It is an overpacked fruitcake
squatting on a too-small holiday plate
The kind of cake that
when you try to cut into it
you have to sympathize
with the knife.
4 thoughts on “In Our Foolishness”
This made me laugh–perfect concluding lines! And there are definitely people like that. 😀
Thank you. Some times there is just too much of a muchness, if you know what I mean!
What a fantastic metaphor. I think this describes the family I grew up in.
Well, and I don’t think you are alone in that, though the cakes may have been of different flavors…!
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