Birthday Cake
Now isn't it time
when the candles on the icing
are one two too many
too many to blow out
too many to count too many
isnit it time to give up this ritual?
although the fiery crown
fluttering on the chocolate
and through the darkened room advancing
is still the most loveliest sight
among our savage folk
that have few festivals.
But the thicket is too hot and thick
and isn't it time, isn't it time
where the fires are too many
to eat the fire and not the cake
and drip the fires from my teeth
as once I had my hot hot youth.
Amazing and lovely.
