Opened a bag
of chocolate chip cookies
I was dreaming about all day
cause I don't have much of a life
and besides
my sweet tooth
is the only craving
I satisfy these days
Anyway
When I finally penetrated
the tight air inhibiting seal
My treasure within
was all crumbled
into varying degrees
of jagged disjointed pieces
A visual abomination
Except for one
perfect treat sphere
that had miraculously
gone unscathed
and survived
life's rough handling intact
Too pretty to devour
as I delicately held
the baked flour
in my hand
and yet
I could not cast it back
into the sea of imperfection
from whence it came
so I gave it my my son
who failing to appreciate
the dilemma which paralyzed
indifferently ate my ideal
in one massive bite
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