Friday, June 24, 2011


I don’t like cake
especially birthday cake
but there was a big one sitting on the counter
in a glass pan.

Thinking about self-discipline
and the grace of God
I hacked a big pink slice with a butterknife.
It wasn’t anyone’s birthday.

I kind of wish I’d had a glass of water instead
or milk.
Sprinkles don’t excite me
as much as they should.