Breakfast Blues
The recipe called for moth
I suppose
because there it was
a silver moth
dry and hollow
arranged head first on the mixing spoon
caked in milk between crushed rice kernels
It seemed enough to have caught it
and picked it out
much like realizing so and so was somebody’s X and crossing them off the guest list before the invitations were sent out
“ But you do realize it’s swarming with eggs, packed with larvae?”
Biology teachers always have a certain sensitivity about them.
Well
I like to think I’m less exclusive than the social engineers I entertain
and I pour in extra sugar to cover up the taste
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