Wednesday, February 01, 2012


When I inadvertently place my thumb on my lip
I find it to be wet
I smell it
I instantly recognize the smell of cat food
Since I feed my geriatric cat
Many small portions
Particularly at night
For some reason
He is ravenous and
It is five minutes to eleven
Is unsurprising and
Still disgusting
Yet I don’t taste anything
I can still smell it on my thumb
I suppose if I really worked at it
If I licked my thumb the way my son did today
Maybe even initially pretending it is chocolate
From a chocolate covered pretzel
That my father purchased for me
As a treat
Because we missed my class
To drop off his friend at the train station
Then it wouldn’t be inadvertent and
I would taste it and
It wouldn’t taste like chocolate

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