My Ego Throws Up When I Won't Believe It

Self-Compassion. Cervical Orgasms.
Which one of these will you master?
My ego throws up when I won’t believe it.
I really wanted to put that sentence somewhere.

There are pancakes that transcend Aunt Jemima.

You put them in the toaster
Just like an Eggo Waffle.

Toaster Ornament, St-Michel Flea Market

As a child I was forbidden from such things.
All the Cheerios came unfrosted.

Push on the toaster. The Eggo pops up.

The Ego,
The Pop-tart,
The Bagel.

Everywhere in Ontario, the bagels sound different.

Today I get to go visit Vincent.
I hope that his weekend was pleasant.

The End.



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