“OATMEAL RAISIN COOKIES”

I asked my brother for a poetry promt. He gave me “oatmeal raisin cookies.”

 

“Oatmeal Raisin Cookies”

If you press down
hard enough, and at
the right angle,
you will succumb to the gooey center
where all of life’s problems have melted
in satisfactory sounds:

“Quiet, my love
it is only the beginning
of this unseen world…”

Add milk. Drink thoroughly
and with all the feeling you can muster
for tomorrow will come without warning–

chew
chew
chew.

A mouthful
in the void of all things good
and homey.

-billimarie
03/23/2011