poetry

Strawberries

They had run out
of your favourite ice cream,

so I put my heart
in an empty tub
and handed you that instead.

I watch you attack
with a vicious spoon,
trying your best
to eat in even layers.

You said
that it tasted like strawberries,
but could use some sugar –
“It’s a little bitter.”

That came as no surprise.

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