I’ll Take a Slice

Wrap me a slice
of utopia – parcel
it carefully, maybe
double-wrapped.
Just glide it across
the counter, let me
tuck it in my coat,
glide out of here –
can barely repress
my excitement,
this thrill, must hurry
on home now –
find a quiet corner,
unwrap and inhale.

(Written for dVerse’s poetics with the focus on utopia.  A nod also to Fandango’s prompt, repress, Ragtag Community’s, parcel , and Daily Addictions, glide.)

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47 comments

  1. Ah….that we could walk into a bakery, smell the sween scent of fresh cinnamon rolls, and order instead a slice of utopia!
    That scent…plus a slice of utopia……just add a strong cup of coffee and I shall imbibe the sublime! 🙂

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      1. if the demand could meet the supply? LOL – talk about such a worldwide “brouhaha!” … 😉

        I like the “vagueness” here, purposefully leaving it open to the reader allows for just imagination to run wild! And the use of “glide” repeatedly adds this delicious sense of “covertness” – and does imply something tangibly “illicit” … and why not? Sometimes, one’s personal slice of heaven is meant to be selfishly treasured, for it has been hard earned and won.
        This is a fun and fabulous piece VJ 😀

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  2. i saw fruit cake! maybe because i love Christmas and that means snow and well you know. love the anticipation and excitement in your poem V.J – what i would imagine living in utopia would be

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